Silence.
As Ji Jue's words were spoken, it seemed like a distant sigh was heard.
In this suddenly silent moment, no one spoke again.
An Jiu's eyes were lowered, obscured in the shadows of the hall, as if lost in thought. An De and An Neng's usual smiles vanished from their faces, replaced with solemnity.
And in this soundless silence, everything became insignificant. What Ji Jue could feel was the gaze falling upon him.
The current Family Head of the An Family, the White Deer Celestial, an unquestionable Huangji Hunter.
An Ding.
Still calm, just looking at him.
"Since you've traveled a long way to get here, it must not be a spur-of-the-moment decision, and you understand the consequences."
The Celestial sat calmly in the main seat, showing magnanimity: "The An Family is not a place where we cannot accommodate people. Since guests have come from afar, specially visiting for this.
Any opinions or discontent, speak freely."
He said, "I'm listening."
"Mr. An—"
