Mu Hu was sitting on the table, and his face sank when he heard the words - when Guihai burned incense and prayed to worship heaven and earth, these young descendants of the clan were actually talking about the feet of their sisters and even nieces, when did the atmosphere in the clan become like this? Is this still going to be good?

Mu Hong, who was here, had never rubbed sand in his eyes. He lifted his crutch and knocked twice on the ground, and the crowd fell silent.

Although the discussion was lowered, the eyes of most of the people present were still firmly fixed on Mu Jinhua's feet.

There is nothing Muhonn can do about it. He can control his people without speaking, but he can't control them......

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