Returning to the Sun Family, the servants reported that several clan elders had been waiting for quite some time. Sun Die frowned slightly, sighed helplessly, and walked toward the main hall.
"Sun Die greets Sixth Master, Ninth Master, and Seventeenth Master."
Seated at the top were three Sun Clan Elders, among whom the Seventeenth Master was just over forty years old, yet held senior rank.
"Sun Die!"
Sixth Master, with graying whiskers and cloudy eyes, lowered his head and asked:
"How have you considered that matter?"
"This…" Sun Die's expression shifted slightly:
"Yu Yanghong and I will have children."
"If you do, that would be best," Ninth Master interjected:
"But what if you never have any? The Sun family's business needs someone to inherit it, and your branch needs descendants to continue the family line, this is a major matter that cannot be ignored."
"Indeed." Seventeenth Master nodded:
