Demon Dragon Mad God

Chapter 41: Chapter 41 I Will Participate

Lin Feng sighed lightly in his heart. Although he had lived a second life, he had already felt that many things had changed subtly in this life, somewhat different from before. Perhaps this was the so-called butterfly effect.

Therefore, what Lin Feng could do was to seize the time and, within these three months, enhance his strength by all possible means. Moreover, his Demon Dragon Star must at least advance to Seventh Grade; competing for thirty-two slots with a group of people was absolutely a fierce battle between dragons and tigers.

Seeing that Lin Zheng did not react or express anything for a long time, Lin Dong frowned and said, "What’s the matter? Is the Family Head reluctant? Or is it like hogging the toilet without taking a dump?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Zheng instantly showed a look of indignation. That comment was too unpleasant to hear; what did it mean to hog the toilet without taking a dump?

"Lin Dong, it is true that Lin Zihua has brought honor to our Lin Family, but rules should not be broken. The Jade Stone Room is a privilege reserved for the next Family Head of the Lin Family. No one, regardless of who they are, can use it out of turn!" Lin Zheng said, suppressing his anger.

"Oh? If that’s the case, then I’ll just contend for the position of Family Head. How should this be contested?"

Lin Zihua spoke indifferently, appearing quite frivolous, as if the position of Family Head was a trivial matter in his eyes.

"It’s simple. At the Family Head election meeting in one month, all Elders will have the opportunity to vote. They can choose the incumbent Family Head to continue in office, or they can choose any Elder. Of course, the younger generation of the family also qualifies, but any young member who is elected would need to spar. After all, besides winning people over with virtue, the Head of the family must also not lag in martial prowess."

Lin Dong spoke calmly.

Originally, he intended to vie for the Family Head position, but seeing Lin Zihua eyeing the Jade Stone Room and wanting to become Family Head as well, he did not find it inappropriate.

As long as Lin Mo’er married Lin Zihua in the future, wouldn’t they all be one family? It’s better to keep the wealth within the family, and besides, he could see that Lin Zihua genuinely did not care about the title of Family Head—he had ambitions of his own.

So in the end, it would still fall on Lin Dong himself. He had calculated this move very clearly in a matter of minutes.

As for the family candidate this time, in reality, there were just a few people: the incumbent Family Head Lin Zheng, the Lin Family Young Master related by blood—Lin Feng, himself Lin Dong, and the Third Elder.

As for the younger members, the most notable were just Lin Panghu and Lin Zihua.

As for the others, besides Lin Mo’er who was ineligible to be elected due to being a woman as per the rules, the rest of the younger generation had no reputation, and it was improbable that anyone would vote for them.

Among the older generation, both the Great Elder and Lin Zheng had great chances, and among the younger ones, it was naturally Lin Zihua.

As for Lin Feng, well, that’s just laughable. Only a fool would choose him. Even if someone voted for him, he would likely be defeated instantly when sparring with Lin Zihua. Lin Panghu was also far behind. That kid, who never took things seriously and liked visiting brothels, was obviously unsuitable to be Family Head.

One could say that by the endgame, it would be him and Lin Zihua against Lin Zheng alone. However they calculated, the chances of their side winning were greater. Even though Lin Zheng had been dedicated and indeed had made many contributions in recent years, Lin Dong was not lacking. The only difference was that Lin Dong had a grand-daughter who would bring alliance through marriage into the Lin Family in the future, whereas Lin Zheng had a son who did nothing but squander the family’s resources in their estate.

Even during this period, Lin Zheng had done many absurd things for his worthless son, which had already caused a lot of people to become dissatisfied with him.

Thinking of this, Lin Dong’s lips curled up slightly. He seemed to have already seen the first light of victory and the dispirited look on Lin Zheng’s face.

"In that case, I will attend the Family Head election in one month. Other than me, I assume no other young members of the Lin Family will participate, right?"

Lin Zihua said indifferently.

Upon saying this, everyone fell silent, and some even unconsciously glanced at Lin Feng.

By rights, Lin Feng was eligible to participate in the election, but the question was, did he dare risk losing face?

Unable to help himself, Lin Zheng clenched his fists; he saw clearly now that it was a collaborated effort by Lin Dong and Lin Zihua to build momentum.

Truly, it was après la guerre; having just returned from the Star Tower, they were quickly capitalizing on Lin Zihua’s current prestige to lay the groundwork for the family election happening in a month.

With Lin Zihua’s intentions so blatantly obvious, and his rising influence over the younger generation, who else would dare compete with him for the limelight?

"I think, when the time comes, I will participate."

Just as these words were spoken, a calm and indifferent voice unexpectedly rang out, causing everyone to freeze for a moment, then incredulously seek out its source.

Upon looking, they saw a young man with a nonchalant expression on his face.

Lin Feng!?

Lin Feng, facing the odd looks cast his way, smiled faintly: "What, am I not up to it?"

Lin Dao was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing: "Lin Feng, have you lost your mind? Have you forgotten how you spent the whole time on the first floor of the Star Tower? Why bother joining in on the hustle, if I were you, I’d find a hole to crawl into and hide, rather than spout such madness here."

"Exactly, with the nerve you have, to participate in the Family Head election, if you became the Family Head, wouldn’t the Lin Family become the laughing stock of the world? Better to just hand it over gracefully," Lin Mo’er rolled her eyes and said disdainfully.

Lin Zihua sneered, rarely speaking up: "I admire your courage, that’s all. If you truly dare come on that day, then I absolutely won’t go easy on you."

Faced with Lin Zihua’s remarks, Lin Feng smiled faintly: "Likewise, see you in a month."

Having said this, he headed inside the residence, leaving behind a group of astounded Lin Family members.

This Lin Feng, he actually dares to confront Lin Zihua; isn’t this digging his own grave, like a moth to flame, or casting an egg against a rock?

"What madness has taken over Lin Feng," whispered a Lin Family disciple.

"Who knows, probably still unable to accept reality, discontented, I suppose. After all, he is the Young Master, how could he simply relinquish his position so easily?"

"But what of it, the gap between him and Young Master Zihua is too great, like heaven and earth, incomparable. With what can he compare? Besides his own father and Lin Panghu, who in the whole Lin Family would support him? Who would acknowledge him?"

"This is simply overestimating one’s own abilities!"

The Lei Family.

Lei Pojun and Shen Bingyan were snuggled up together, looking at the shimmering lake in the distance. Bingyan wished that moment could last forever, while on the side, Shen Ling’er was chasing butterflies in play.

"Bingyan, I have already spoken to my father about our situation, and he strongly supports us. The Family Head has agreed as well. However, due to the recent affairs with the Star Tower and the Lin Family’s rising influence, we might have to wait until things calm down before we can personally discuss it. Bingyan, you’re not in a rush, right?"

Lei Pojun looked at Shen Bingyan’s shy and delicate face, speaking gently and elegantly.