Fang Yuan watched as Elder Yin finally took her seat, her excitement over the so-called Flow Guidance Technique still lingering in the air.
At last, he could begin.
He clasped his hands on the table before him and said, voice cool and steady, "Now then. As most of you have likely heard, the Gu family has sent us a latter. And it's not a request… but more like an order, for financial aid. We can't ignore this since the imperial seal was also used in this situation."
A collective shift of posture spread through the assembly.
Fang Yuan's eye twitched slightly as, from the corner of his vision, Elder Yin began fidgeting again.
He sighed internally.
"Elder Yin," he called, his voice flat but patient.
She immediately straightened up, hands raised in surrender. "Ahh! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, hehe, please, please continue…" she said, hurriedly sitting down again.
But her nervous glances to the side made it clear she hadn't finished.
