"It is not for me but you and the Zhang Clan!" said the gray-haired old man argumentatively.
Zhang Ruochen stopped attacking. "What do you mean?"
"The Zhangs are going to be left without offspring. Don't you know that? There are three things which are unfilial, and to have no posterity is the greatest of them. As one of the few men left in the Zhang Clan, your foremost priority should be to produce offspring and multiply. One good thing about you is, you have a strong bloodline, and your children would be no less potent than you are. I was relieved and thought you knew what you were doing when I saw there were tons of beautiful women around you. They were all of top-notch quality. I have been observing all this while. Yet you have never touched any of them. You are making me worry!"
The old man shook his head in disappointment as he reproached Zhang Ruochen.