Feng Jiayin stood up, pondering her next move. The three of them would surely start preparing for Yanran's succession as soon as they returned.
She was now feeling anxious, if Yanran were to succeed, it would be disastrous. Her son had barely been taken out of the equation, and now her granddaughter was stepping up to the plate. It seemed that whatever she did not wish for, would inevitably happen. It was as if fate was deliberately opposing her.
"No way! I must stop it, otherwise, there won't be enough time," Feng Jiayin halted in her tracks, suddenly looked up with resolve. If her granddaughter truly took over, given Yanran's attitude towards her, she would never allow her any involvement in the clan's affairs. In that case, her true purpose for returning to Northern Sea would be ruined.
Feng Jiayin would absolutely not allow such a thing to happen.
"Buzz! Buzz!"