After Baili Wenrou talked with the people from the Black Ink Clan.
The Black Ink Clan chose silence.
The Demon Lord wanted to change the owner of the Temple of Light, but they couldn't stop it and could only pretend not to know about it.
The main reason is selfishness, because the current situation of the Black Ink Clan is that they are controlled and coerced by the Lord of Guangming Palace.
If Lord Demon Lord can really change the owner of the Guangming Palace, it will be beneficial to them without any harm.
What I'm afraid of is that things are not that simple. After all, this is the Temple of Light.
And when I think of the last words spoken by Lord Demon Lord, what does the true successor mean?
But... soon, they will know.
Because, two days later, the sacrificial feast arrived.
There are still forces from all the major holy palaces pouring into the sacrificial platform again. Everyone is dressed in red again, but this time they don't need to wear masks. They just need to fasten the masks around their waists.
Dad's character has always been jealous of evil, so how could he suddenly forgive the Bai people? He also said not to cause trouble?
It's really strange.
After two days of deep thought, Lan Canghai seemed to be a changed person.
The place below was already densely crowded with countless believers of light wearing golden clothes.
The three of them looked at their father in surprise, then bowed respectfully: "Yes!"
Now he doesn't care about the Bai people at all, because he knows that the Bai people are the means used by the Lord of Guangming Palace to attack him, so the focus of his attention now is not on the Bai people at all.
Unexpectedly, Lan Canghai sneered disapprovingly: "The Bai people are treating the symptoms rather than the root cause. Those who want to squeeze us out... are not the Bai people."
The next second, she heard her father say something that shocked her.
The memorial feast is not the venue last time. This time we chose the sacrificial platform to celebrate with all the people.
Is it stupid to have your destiny in the hands of others?
Could it be that...daddy wants to...conspire against him?
Lan Meng's eyes widened, and then he immediately looked at Lan Canghai to dissuade him: "Dad, please don't do anything stupid!"
"Don't Meng'er think it's stupid to have your own destiny in the hands of others? You need to change your own destiny." Lan Canghai's eyes darkened slightly as he mocked.
"There is no need to pay attention to the affairs of the White House from now on. Remember not to cause trouble again, and don't make trouble in a high profile." Entering the sacrificial feast, Lan Canghai said to Lan Meng, Lan Yezhu, and Lan Luohong.
"You don't need to persuade me to stop me. I know very well in my heart. This is all for our entire Lan family. If we don't do this, I'm afraid... we will really be in doom and gloom in the future."
"What do you mean, daddy?" Lan Meng was surprised.
His actions were no longer high-profile, but his thoughts were so deep that even they couldn't understand them.
Lan Meng looked at Lan Canghai in disbelief.
The huge sacrificial platform is like a altar, very spacious.
"Dad, the Bai tribe has now taken over our heads. If we don't restrain ourselves, I'm afraid even we will be squeezed out by them." Lan Meng still looked very worried and puzzled.
Although Lan Meng and others didn't know what Lan Canghai had gone through, they felt that their father had undergone subtle changes. It seemed that in the past, although his father was high-profile, he could still see his thoughts, but now he suddenly changed his mind overnight.
Time has been reversed.
The sacrificial feast is mainly dedicated to the ancient God of Light.
The major forces slowly penetrated from the middle position and reached the sacrificial platform.
It feels like the Lord of the Hall of Light is always sitting in the highest position, looking down on the people.