2023: C2023 Voting Decision

C2023 Voting Decision

Being challenged by Uncle Fu time and time again, no matter how good Lin Tianba's temper was, he was still furious. All the Lin Family people present were his henchmen, if he didn't do something, how could he continue to be like this?1

Ye Zichen suddenly waved his right hand, which was holding the cup, and shot it towards Uncle Fu with a sound of "sou sou". In an instant, Uncle Fu was stunned before he could react.

He never thought that Lin Tianba would make a move. This wrong thought had created the current situation. But just as the cup lid was about to hit Uncle Fu's face, a hand stretched out and grabbed it and bounced it back.

The speed was the same as the flying speed. The original route was right in front of Lin Tianba. Lin Tianba didn't expect this outcome, and neither did everyone else present.

But after all, a warrior was still a warrior. Lin Tianba reacted by pulling back his hand, pushing aside the cup lid that was flying towards them. It was at this moment that a scream sounded out, and the middle-aged man sitting next to them had been infected by a seedling.

Bang! The cup lid was broken. The middle-aged man clutched his bleeding head and fell down. This middle-aged man was the one who stood out to criticize Lin Fann.

"The sky is boundless, the sky is gray, and it's yours in the end. No matter how you run, you won't be able to escape."

Glancing at the reckless middle-aged man, Wu Junyi pointed at him: "Patriarch Lin, I misunderstood you just now. So you're a knowledgeable person, not bad at all."

"Hehe, I didn't expect Lin Fann to have this kind of power, I was mistaken."

Narrowing his eyes, Lin Tianba instructed the servants to carry the middle-aged man down: "Let's begin voting. It's easier to get to work as soon as possible after voting."

There were around twenty people who came to the hall as a core member of the Lin Family. Other than the middle-aged man who was just carried away with a head full of blood, there were still nineteen other people present. In other words, there were a total of nineteen tickets, and these nineteen people were all acting on Lin Tianba's account.

"I vote against it. Our Lin Family is a large clan, it is not child's play to acknowledge one's ancestors as one's own. Not anyone surnamed Lin is someone who can acknowledge one's ancestors as one."

"I also vote against it. If you acknowledge us as your ancestors, how can we raise our Lin Family?" Another voice of opposition rang out.

"I agree. I think we should let Lin Fann recognize his ancestors. It's clear that Lin Fann is one of us from Lin Family."

At this moment, an approving voice sounded. An old lady about 60 years old looked at Lin Fann kindly as if she was looking at her own grandson.

Some voted against, while some voted in favour. The nineteen people were split into two factions. You have your reasons. I have my reasons.

Lin Fann, who saw this, still had a faint smile on his face. Contrary to his calm demeanor, Uncle Fu's heart was in his throat. He clenched his fists tightly, hoping for a little more votes.

"Alright, alright, quiet down."

Seeing that the time was about right, Lin Tianba slapped the table and said, "The voting is over, now is the time to count the votes."

There were nineteen people, divided into two camps. The number of people in each camp was obvious.

Uncle Fu, who originally held out hope, suddenly felt a chill in his heart. Eleven people voted against, eight in favour. It was already clear who was stronger and who was weaker, so it would be difficult for him to recognize his ancestors.

Sigh ~

Standing up from his seat, Lin Tianba sighed. "I don't think I need to say more about the voting results. It's impossible for you to recognize your ancestors."

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