What Can a Small Zhao Clan Do

The clan head's expression darkened as he questioned Zhao Guitang. "Is that so? As a son, how can you lack respect for your mother? Even the dogs are better than you. Men, drag Zhao Guitang and his family back to the main house. We can't let this slide, or else..."

"Or else what? How dare you accuse him before you even tried to understand the entire situation?" Zhao Chuchu came out from the kitchen and interrupted after hearing what the clan head had just said. "How did you even become the clan head? Let me give you a piece of advice. If you're too old to see things clearly, then it's time to back down and let other people take your spot.

"You're like those people who stayed inside of a toilet doing nothing while others are holding their poops in. You guys just keep breaking the law. Looks like we'll need to find a Fengshui Master to check the Fengshui of the accessorial grave. The Zhao clan would be doomed if the next two clan heads are like you."