When Mark finished speaking, silence washed across the hall as if someone had frozen the air itself.
Grand Elder Yuxuan stared at him with an expression stuck somewhere between disbelief and exasperation. The other elders simply looked stunned.
Even Lan Xia, who usually maintained her cold and blank demeanor during official gatherings, widened her eyes in surprise before lowering her gaze shyly, a small smile tugging at her lips as if she couldn't suppress it.
Yuxuan exhaled sharply and pinched the bridge of her nose. "Three days?" she said with a frown. "That is not enough time, Patriarch. Not only must we decorate the entire Lan Clan estate, but we must also prepare invitations, arrange guest accommodations, prepare ceremonial offerings, set up the ancestral altar, finalize banquet preparations, and coordinate with the musicians and officiants. Three days is impossible."
