Ms. Doctor Divine

The Clan Leader of True Martial Race was initially dissatisfied, but observing Kang Yan’s sincere apology, he found little room for further objection.

While Ziluo was not entirely unreasonable, her demeanor held a touch of arrogance. The Clan Leader of True Martial Race, having a nuanced understanding of the situation, acknowledged that Ziluo’s grievances against Kang Yan were somewhat warranted.

Facing the Clan Leader of True Martial Race, Kang Yan expressed remorse, “Father-in-law, I must admit my fault in this matter. I assured Ziluo that I would address the issue with the Medicine Sect fellow who offended her. However, he’s exploiting the fact that he’s the sole expert in cultivating spirit herbs, using it as leverage to threaten me. Consequently, I can’t take immediate action against him.”

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“I’ve arranged for someone else to take his place. Once the replacement is ready, I will promptly bring that Medicine Sect individual to Ziluo, allowing her to vent her frustrations.”

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“Frankly, I did fail to keep my word, and Ziluo has every right to be upset. I’m here to make amends. If it will appease Ziluo, I’m prepared to deliver that Medicine Sect individual immediately, without any further delay,” Kang Yan stated, demonstrating a willingness to set aside his pride.

The Clan Leader of True Martial Race began to grasp the situation.

He shifted his gaze towards Ziluo.

Exhaling a sigh of relief, he advised, “Ziluo, Kang Yan is genuinely remorseful. Don’t press him too hard. Be patient a bit longer. Managing clan affairs involves various complexities, and given his status, he can’t afford to be reckless.”

In the grand scheme of things, Ziluo would eventually become the wife of the chief of the Impermanence Clan. The Anicca Race would essentially be under Ziluo’s purview, and the Clan Leader would be akin to Ziluo’s kin. Hence, considering the long-term perspective,

There was little need to jeopardize significant matters for the sake of a fleeting emotional impulse.

Kang Yan was correct in his approach.

Furthermore, he had already expressed his sincerity by kowtowing, demonstrating his genuine remorse.

Though Ziluo maintained a pout, a trace of discontent lingered.

The Clan Leader of True Martial Race, observing his daughter, smiled gently and remarked, “Alright, bring Kang Yan around. I’ll share a cup of tea with my in-laws. You can return later.”

Ziluo snorted and replied, “Fine.”

Having left in a fit of anger, Ziluo found herself pursued by Kang Yan and the First Elder, who even went so far as to kneel. Recognizing their earnest effort, Ziluo’s anger gradually dissipated. Satisfied with the face they had granted her, she realized that she could exercise considerable influence in both the Anicca Race and the True Martial Race in the future. This, she decided, was adequate. What more was there to be upset about?

As Ziluo departed with Kang Yan, the Clan Leader of True Martial Race and the First Elder, aware of their respective objectives, began to discuss their plans.

“Presently, the Clan Leader and his ineffectual son are gaining prominence in the clan due to the pills. We can’t afford to wait any longer. Delaying would provide them with an opportunity. Post-competition, that individual’s cultivation will likely be cast out of the clan, aligning perfectly with our intentions.”

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“In-law, should anything arise, I’ll rely on you.”

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“Once things stabilize, it’ll be time for the younger generation to take the reins. I won’t be young forever, and the Anicca Race will naturally transition to the youth.”

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“If only Ziluo had borne a son and daughter earlier, I could have guided and nurtured them.”

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“The younger generation can be impulsive. Nevertheless, stability will follow,” the First Elder stated optimistically, gazing hopefully at the future.

This alignment of visions was what the Clan Leader of True Martial Race desired.

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