As night fell, the usually quiet Dingyuan Marquis's Mansion was abuzz with activity.
Especially within Qingjing Residence.
Old Marquis Xiao Yuan sat in the seat of honor, flanked by Duke Qian, Zhang Xuan, who wore a look of someone enjoying a good show, and a pensive Sun Fu.
On the other side, Second Master Xiao, Xiao Wang; Xiao Xuanshuo; and Xiao Dongchen and Xiao Qiuyun—the two from the second branch—were all seated ramrod straight.
However, in stark contrast to the Old Marquis's calm demeanor, everyone else looked indignant.
A long silence.
Old Marquis Xiao slowly spoke, "Wuge, did Chen Yi really do that?"
Standing in the middle of the hall with his head hanging, Xiao Wuge mumbled, "Grandfather, what he did was just an act, for the Third Place Scholar's sake…"
Before he could finish, Xiao Xuanshuo exploded with uncontrollable rage. "Him and his grandstanding!"
