At last, commotion began to rise.
"Silence!"
Wang Luo Jing's authoritative reprimand resounded, her voice, though not loud, swept across the entire scene like a wave.
In these recent decades, the name of Quasi Sacred Maiden Jing had increasingly grown prominent among the Sacred Gu Clan, now even more widely celebrated by countless civilians, naturally wielding her formidable authority.
Instantly, the scene fell quiet, even those with ulterior motives and intending to stir up trouble temporarily ceased their agitation, fearing being exposed and dragged out.
"Since Daqian and the Wang family have aided our Sacred Gu Clan, it has not even been forty years," Wang Luo Jing spoke with a commanding demeanor, her voice reaching out in all directions, "the lives of our people in the Sacred Gu Clan have undergone earth-shattering changes. Our total population has grown from barely ten million to eighteen million, most of the increase being among the youth and children."
