Chapter 4202
The First Heir
The meeting hall was as noisy as the market. Various voices rang incessantly, and from time to time,
some people bickered with red faces. There was no unified opinion at all.
âI donât think thereâs a need for compensation at all! Weâre going to overthrow the rule of a royal family
this time! Isnât it normal to make some sacrifices for this?â
âThatâs right. Victories are won over the dead bodies of our comrades. If we can achieve the final victory,
compensation can be given by then. But if we lose, what difference will it make if we donât? The white
tiger royal family is not a charity organization!â
âYou have a point, but what if some families include their breadwinners in this fight and only leave behind
some young ones? What should their children do if we donât pay them any compensation?â
âCompensation is a must! I suggest that everyone should chip in! As for Lewe and Guan, I think itâs better
to gather our forces in Lewe. If we spread our forces to fight in Guan, it may lead to the defeat in Lewe.â
âNo, I think we should do both. To put it simply, if we fail in Lewe, we can still get supplies in Guan, which
can also be used as compensation!â
âNo, itâs better to focus on Lewe!â
Various noisy voices rang in the middle-aged manâs ears. He frowned with a look of disappointment and
wryness in his eyes.
Could these people really overthrow the white tiger royal family?
They could not even reach a consensus. As an alliance leader that was forced into this position, he could
not control these people at all!
A bout of weariness welled up in him.
As the noise around him grew louder, the manâs brows furrowed further. The chill in his eyes became
more obvious.
Finally, the man could not bear it anymore and slapped the table in front of him fiercely.
The huge collision resounded throughout the hall and echoed in the room like muffled drum beats.
Everyone received a fright and turned to look at the man.
A clear cracking sound came from the huge solid wooden table.
The next moment, the table shattered and sawdust scattered in all directions. The man looked up at the
people in front of him.
âEveryone, have you reached a decision yet?â
There were traces of blood in the manâs eyes. The people below frowned at this sight as a chill appeared
in their eyes.
The leader who was pushed into this position was up to something.
Some people thought the man looked a little scary, while others thought he was putting on a show. No
matter what, no one interrupted him and just watched quietly.
The man seemed a little disdainful at the silence.
The man then said, âThis is ridiculous. Hundreds of renowned forces under the white tiger royal family
territory are acting like punks and canât even reach a consensus! Arenât you the leaders of the major
forces? Didnât you claim to be wise and brave? Arenât you strategists? Then tell me why you canât come
up with a unified opinion!â
The look in the manâs eyes gradually changed from sarcasm to anger and disappointment, and a surge
of frustration came from him.