Ye Wan and the other two entered just a second before the chamber's doors were locked.
The Sihai Chamber of Commerce, paved with bluestone, resembled an ancient ancestral temple, with a nearly 500-square-meter hall beyond its two gates.
At this moment, the hall was packed with people.
Finding a spot in a corner, Ye Wan glanced up and saw Nie Jinming and Wei Jinrong sitting in the front row.
And between them, a seat was empty.
If guessing correctly, it was probably the seat of the socially anxious eldest son of the Luo family, Luo Shuihan.
On the stage, there were two Taishi chairs on each side.
On the left were Old Master Luo and Old Master Nie.
On the right sat Old Master Chen.
Another seat was empty, unsure if the person hadn't arrived, or if the old master had already passed on.
And at the top were also two Taishi chairs.
"Ladies and gentlemen..."
At exactly three o'clock, the hall was still abuzz with chatter and courtesy.
