It was only natural that the Chen Clan wanted to meet with them.
Shen, Ji, and Liu had taken the lead in today's actions, but the idea had come from the Chen Clan.
Although Chen Menglin had already stated his position, they still needed to clarify the specific steps, the severity of the punishments, and the conditions under which the Chen Clan would offer support or intervene.
So no one was in a hurry. The Chen Clan would give them an explanation eventually.
Still, the Chen Clan's invitation might well concern more than just laying down rules.
The signal from the Chen Clan was clear enough.
Chu Tianshu chuckled and said, "Well, that's wonderful. I imagine Young Master Xiaojun has some surprises prepared for us."
"With his knowledge, he must understand that dragon-phoenix grass combined with spirit light grass can raise that girl Cui Lan's Martial Soul grade. He's set off quite a grand 'firework' for us."
"There must be more surprises waiting for us afterward."
Several years had passed, and no one treated Chen Xiaojun, the Economic Management Department Minister, as a child anymore.
His every move had long since become the focus of the various factions close to the clan.
Chu Tianshu could no longer be bothered to put on an act and simply spoke his mind.
Everyone present knew his temperament anyway.
Hearing this, Shen Lang curled his lip. "Damn, you dog-faced Chu! Aren't you trying to force our hand? I don't know anything about this, and I can't make that decision!"
Chu Tianshu laughed. "How could I? It's just that concern clouds my judgment."
"Ever since my Youwei got together with a certain brat, she's been running off at every opportunity. As her grandpa, I have to give her something to keep up appearances, don't I?"