Qing Shi Grand Hall.
Silence reigned.
All the haughty Evil Soldier envoys stood up, staring blankly at the young man seated in the place of honor.
"All right."
"You may sit down as well."
Lin Yuan waved his sleeve.
Instantly, the force that had compelled the Evil Soldier envoys to stand dissipated.
The entire Qing Shi Grand Hall reverted to normal, and if it hadn't been for the change of the person sitting in the main seat, many an envoy would have thought the preceding events were an illusion.
"This..."
The various Evil Soldier envoys exchanged glances, cold sweat beading on their foreheads.
At this moment, whether to sit, to stand, or to flee, none seemed appropriate.
"Not sitting?"
With a smile in the corner of his mouth, Lin Yuan looked towards the envoys.
