Yue Lian glanced toward the window, where the afternoon sun was beginning its descent toward the horizon.
The golden light streaming through the glass painted soft patterns across the wooden floor, casting long shadows that stretched across the room. The day was moving forward, and with it, the urgent matters that demanded her attention as sect leader.
"I must leave now," she said, her voice carrying a note of genuine regret at having to depart. "The grand elder is waiting for my report on the Four Spirits Sect situation. We have traitors to identify within our ranks and countermeasures to implement before they can cause further damage."
Her expression grew more serious as she mentioned the investigation. The betrayal ran deep, and every moment they delayed gave the enemy more time to cover their tracks or strike again.
