Old Mr. Mu walked up to the stage with a strong stride. Seeing their grandfather on stage, Shen Wenxuan and Mu Wanxin hurriedly helped the elder to stand at the center of the stage.
The guests below, not knowing what was going on, began to whisper curiously among themselves as they saw Old Mr. Mu take the stage.
Old Mr. Mu cleared his throat, and his sharp, cold eyes, carrying a compelling glare, swept across the room. His aura, long honed on the battlefield and exuding the pressure of leadership, made the audience fall silent.
Seeing all eyes on him, Old Mr. Mu finally spoke with satisfaction:
