Everyone knew that he was not just announcing, but also delivering a warning and provocation. The hubris and disdain in those commanding eyes was a threat that seemed to belong solely to Xing Liehuo.
This confidence, this indifference, was the perfect aura of a strong person, not something just anyone could exhibit even if given the opportunity. And at that moment, the old master Xing, seated at the head of the table, kept his sharp gaze fixed on his son, mixed with admiration, worry, and some incomprehensible emotions.
However, he remained silent.
As for Lian Qiao, her heart was a tumultuous mix.
Excitement, astonishment, touch, happiness – all of these emotions were present.
After a few seconds of silence, the hall suddenly erupted in applause, along with congratulatory praises, and the atmosphere quickly became lively.
