Asher Tillman spoke with a blank expression, even when mentioning the gift from The Southern Division.
Upon hearing the words 'The Southern Division,' Mrs. Yan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, almost imperceptibly. After all these years, why would The Southern Division send a gift?
In the name of The Southern Division, rather than in the name of an individual.
Seeing Mrs. Yan not speaking, Asher asked, "Madam, shall we accept it?"
The person is still waiting outside.
The hall felt quiet, and after about ten seconds, Mrs. Yan finally spoke, coldly and indifferently, "Who came?"
"The Vice Hall Master," Asher replied.
Mrs. Yan curled her lips coldly, "Accept it."
If they dare to send, why should we fear to accept?
At the doorway.
A man stood there, his long non-mainstream fringe styled with a black hairpin, fully exposing his features. As long as one is handsome, hairstyle isn't a problem.
