"Huh? Your successor?"
The old lunatic looked at Li Xiaoli, utterly bewildered.
"You're all my successors, got a problem with that?"
Li Xiaoli glared, staring resentfully at the old lunatic.
"Ah, no problem, no problem at all, not a bit."
The old lunatic shook his head decisively, but inside he was so frustrated he could almost spit blood. Tang Ming had become the ancestor's successor, and wasn't the hierarchy all messed up now?
"Since it's fine, forget it. I used a lot of energy just now, it wore me out."
Li Xiaoli waved her hand and fainted right after saying that.
"Ancestral Master, what's wrong with you?"
The old lunatic hurriedly stepped up to catch Li Xiaoli.
"Master, don't worry, this is a normal reaction."
Tang Ming quickly explained.
"You... you're something else, kid."
The old lunatic glanced warily at Tang Ming, immediately carrying Li Xiaoli into the Mu Family's palace: "Get me the best room, quickly."
"Ah, yes, yes, yes."
