Elian stepped into the kitchen with an air of authority, his eyes sweeping over the lively scene before him.
"I see you are all here," he said, his voice calm but carrying a certain weight that made everyone in the room freeze. The laughter that had filled the space just moments ago vanished, replaced by a tense silence as the staff quickly composed themselves, standing politely in his presence.
Hirvan, noticing the abrupt change in their behaviour, raised an eyebrow, curious about the effect Elian had on them. It was as if the mere sight of him commanded respect, and Hirvan couldn't help but wonder why. As Elian moved to the coffee pot, pouring himself a cup with a casual air, he caught Hirvan's gaze.
"What?" Elian asked, his tone betraying nothing.
"Nothing," Hirvan replied, brushing off his thoughts.
"What's the plan for today? I also want to go on a date with Fu Yan."
