As Chen Zhan's voice fell, the entire venue erupted into thunderous cheers. Nearly a thousand clan members were all raising their arms and shouting, a clear sign of unanimous support and the manifestation of the clan's return to unity...
A few of the Elders looked pale, exchanging glances, all of them sighing in dejection.
They knew the tide had turned; even now, if they joined forces to take down Chen Tang, it would be meaningless. The nearly one thousand members of the Chen Family present would not agree, and if they were to force the issue, it would lead to complete internal chaos within the Chen Family, certainly spelling its doom.
On the stage of honor, Chen Zhiyi and his son Chen Hong stood there, dumbfounded with their mouths agape, their gazes blank. Even now, their heads were buzzing, unable to accept everything before their eyes.
In the spectator's area, Han Mo and Zhe Shaoze were also showing signs of deep displeasure, their expressions dark and terrible.
