The Ying Family Ancestor was infuriated by their behavior. He roared, "All of you, shut up!"
Everyone was startled, and the argument immediately stopped.
The Ying Family Ancestor's face was dark. His gaze swept over each of them, and his powerful aura made them tremble, not daring to make a sound.
After a cold snort, the Ying Family Ancestor said, "Zhao Yuan is still watching from the side, yet you're arguing like this, even about to trade blows. Have you no shame? That's enough. All of you, get out! I will decide how the Marrow Cleansing Pills are to be distributed!"
No one dared to object. They lowered their heads and scurried away dejectedly.
Watching their retreating figures, the Ying Family Ancestor remained silent, but in his heart, he had already made a decision.
The Marrow Cleansing Pills, of course, were to be saved for the younger generation of the clan.
