There was an old man with a walking cane whose face was cold and weather-beaten. An imposing man stood next to him like a battle god who supported the sky.
The two stood there like relics. They were none other than the patriarch of the Clarke family, Roger Clarke, and the first battle god, Fulton Hash.
The moment they saw Roger standing in the memorial hall, all Clarke family members climbed up the steps and knelt on the small square that was about 1,000 square feet in front of the memorial hall.
“Greetings to the patriarch.”
At this moment, no one dared to act recklessly and everyone knelt on the ground respectfully. They bowed their heads in submission.
He was the Clarke family’s patriarch, after all. In a place like the ancestral memorial hall, if anyone dared to act rashly, not to mention Roger but even the grand elder would tear them apart. Roger stood in place and looked at the people kneeling. He said softly, “All rise.”
Then, he looked at Philip and beckoned, “Phil, come here and stand next to me. Wynn and the kids too.”
Philip frowned, but he still took Wynn and Mila to stand next to Roger while Nelson was pushed by the servants.
This scene naturally made the people of the branch family who were standing below very unhappy. It was just in the name of the main family’s heir. What right did they have to stand there?
Wade was also very upset.
He never expected Roger to be waiting in the memorial hall so early.
Then, Roger said solemnly, “There are two matters on the agenda for today’s ancestor commemoration ceremony. Firstly, my son Philip has returned to Arcadia Island to officially inherit the Clarke family. In the future, all businesses of the Clarke family and other things will be handed to him. Secondly, my daughter-in-law will officially enter the Clarke family’s register and be respected as the young madam of the Clarke family. Anyone with a different opinion may state them now.”
With that said, Roger glanced at the grand elder.
Roger watched this in silence before a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He turned to Morrow and asked, “Uncle Morrow, do you have any objections?”
Morrow had not spoken. After being questioned by Roger, he pretended to be suddenly alert and glanced at the excited branch family members. He covered his mouth and coughed a few times. Then, he walked out and said, “Patriarch, since everyone in my branch family disagrees, it’s indeed time to reconsider the matter of the heir.”
Roger smiled, nodded, and said, “Since Uncle Morrow has said so, it’s time to reconsider.”
After saying that, Roger turned to Philip and asked, “What do you have to say to defend yourself?”
Philip laughed coldly and stepped out. Facing the branch family members who were constantly accusing and berating him, he shouted, “A bunch of old fogeys with wild ambitions! Men, bring over Allen Clarke!”
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