Tao Yinsu glared at at the Patriarch.
"Do I look like a normal child? Does a normal child make arrays cry? Does a normal child speak celestial level phrases? Does a normal child call an elder monk 'bald shin scraper' without remorse? I think not."
The Patriarch collapsed to the floor.
He bowed.
"Very well. From this day forward we shall address you as Little Ancestor."
Xukong's laughter echoed inside Lin Mu's mind.
"This is a spectacular disaster. I am enjoying this more than I should."
Lin Mo cackled too.
"This is the funniest reincarnator I probably will ever see. And he is not even pretending to hide his nature. He is simply terrorizing everyone."
Lin Mu rubbed his forehead again.
With the seniority issue settled, or at least forcibly resolved, Lin Mu finally gave the clan proper instructions. He told them what they could reveal and what they should not. The rumor of a cursed baby was ordered to be dismissed immediately.
