Among the chairs not too far from Zhuo Yangyang, a middle-aged woman in fine clothes was seated, and behind her stood the second young miss of the Zhuo Family, Zhuo Ya, who had been slapped across the face.
At this moment, Zhuo Ya was looking at Zhuo Yangyang with an extremely complex gaze.
This look contained resentment and triumph, and also an indescribable sense of exhilaration.
All this caused a huge shock in Zhuo Yangyang's heart.
Because the scale of this occasion was truly grand, she did not know what was going on.
Just then, Elder Madam Zhuo spoke up once more.
"Yangyang," she said, "how was the outcome of your recent sea voyage as a merchant?"
Although she was fearful, Zhuo Yangyang had committed everything to memory so well that she immediately reported the entire outcome of the voyage without any delay.
After she finished speaking, a slight unrest inevitably arose in the whole hall.
