After sending the Clan Leader away, Shen Can heaved a sigh of relief.
As an Ancestral Temple Keeper, why not enjoy a large share and hide in the ancestral temple as an elder, instead of dealing with the exhausting duties of a clan leader?
It's just that there hasn't been a sacrifice for the ancestors lately.
It's not that people don't respect the ancestors, but frankly even the tribes in the wilderness have been emptied, and wild beasts are even less conceivable.
The plague insects treat humans and beasts equally.
"Acan, you don't want to be the Clan Leader?"
Shen Can got up, walked to the fire pit, and poured a bowl of medicine for Huo Xian.
"Master, what's good about being the Clan Leader? Just look at Uncle Huo Chang, he's exhausted. I'd rather help him from behind the scenes."
After the plague, Huo Xian's health deteriorated, and he often coughed.
