Old Master Lin approached Lin Zhe, placing a firm hand on his shoulder.
"Don't be too disappointed, son. You will be supporting your cousin alongside him. Just as I've led the family with the First Elder by my side, your guidance will ensure Lin Sanju steers our family toward greatness. With you around, I'll be more confident in his success. Guide him well, son."
Lin Zhe smiled faintly, his expression unreadable. "I understand, Grandfather."
"It's good you understand," Old Master Lin said, his voice warm but carrying the weight of expectation.
As the patriarch moved away, Lin Zhe lowered his gaze, his fingers tightening around the glass in his hand. No one could tell what thoughts simmered beneath his composed exterior.
Meanwhile, the hall bustled with energy. Guests surrounded Lin Sanju, offering their congratulations, filling the room with lively chatter and cheer.