But at this moment, the protector's face showed difficulty: "Sect Master, about the voting..."
"Enough, I've made up my mind," the Sect Master waved his hand, demonstrating his unwavering commitment to democracy to the fullest extent.
"Well then..." he said, "those in favor of Guanxing's opinion, raise your hand."
No one raised their hand.
The Sect Master was shocked—this was the first time he encountered a situation where everyone agreed with him. He couldn't help but feel a little proud. Then, after composing his smile and the corners of his mouth that he couldn't quite suppress, he continued, "Those who agree with my opinion, raise your hand."
No one raised their hand.
The Sect Master was stunned.
"Is everyone abstaining?" he asked, finding it hard to believe.
"There's no everyone," the small dark figure replied weakly: "It's just the four of us."
"Four people?" The Sect Master didn't understand: "What do you mean it's just the four of us?"
"It means no one else came."
