The next day.
Late at night.
Inside the main hall of Cloudwater Residence, the Dongfang Clan head's estate.
"Clan elders, if there is no further useful intelligence, let us end today's discussion here."
Dongfang Yuejian had discussed measures for the Dragon-Slaying Assembly with the Dongfang Clan's eighteen clan elders from the first glimmer of dawn until the stars sank late at night. At last, they had worked out a rough strategy.
When they heard Dongfang Yuejian dismiss them, the eighteen clan elders suddenly exchanged glances, seemingly still having something to say to her.
Finally, after a moment's hesitation, a silver-haired clan elder with a refined face spoke up and asked Dongfang Yuejian:
"Clan Head, forgive my presumption, but may I ask whether Elder Taiping is still at the estate?"
Dongfang Yuejian saw at a glance what these clan elders were worried about. She immediately nodded with some exasperation.
"Of course he is!"
Upon hearing this answer, all the clan elders, including the silver-haired elder, broke into delighted smiles.
Their faces, which had remained tense all day, relaxed in unison.
In their eyes, no strategy could compare to Dongfang Yuejian's simple "Of course he is."
Seeing this, Dongfang Yuejian did not know whether to laugh or cry.
"Rest assured, clan elders. Not only has Daoist Taiping been at the estate all along, but he is certainly not a man who breaks his word."
"Since he agreed to join Master Xuanzhi and me in this Dragon-Slaying Assembly, he will certainly appear at the assembly the day after tomorrow."
After this further assurance from Dongfang Yuejian, the atmosphere inside the main hall instantly grew even more relaxed.
Not only had the earlier tension vanished from the main hall, but it now seemed as though they were celebrating a festival, their faces brimming with