Dong Xun'er knew that no matter how opposed Yang Xuan on the other side was, since she was the head of the Longevity Club, if Chu Mo said one word, the other party would necessarily execute it. Thus, the crux of the entire matter actually still lay with Chu Mo.
Having seen the essence of the situation, Dong Xun'er did not argue with the immensely powerful Yang Xuan. Instead, she gently stood up, poured a glass of red wine for Chu Mo, and respectfully handed the glass to Chu Mo before she slowly began to speak:
"Mr. Chu, I also think Miss Yang's opinion makes a lot of sense. If the club indiscriminately accepts members of insufficient status, it would indeed lower the club's prestige and dishearten the current members."
With a devilish figure, Dong Xun'er gently sat beside Chu Mo, lightly swirling the wine in her glass. Chu Mo glanced at the strikingly beautiful woman beside him; knowing she was not one to give up easily, he did not speak, but silently waited for her to continue.
