Two hours later, the discussion concerning the Golden Guards had reached a satisfactory conclusion, and the meeting entered a brief recess.
Chen Xiaojun spoke quietly with Zhu Yanfeng, giving him a few instructions.
With a flurry of light footsteps, the attendants outside filed in, their trays laden with assorted pastries, fruit, and exquisite snacks. Tempting aromas spread through the air.
Only ten minutes later, footsteps sounded outside the door again, this time steady and forceful.
Two figures slowly entered and settled naturally into the seats beside Zhu Yanfeng and Ling Yunxiao.
The four Soul Douluos sat side by side, radiating a powerful, invisible presence that stirred everyone there.
Chen Xiaojun smiled faintly and spoke clearly. "Seniors, I imagine these two are no strangers to you. You have either met them or heard of them."
Everyone present knew the names of Cheng Nanxing, the "Flying Eagle Wanderer," and Yang Bu’er, whose "Spear Never Returns," as well as thunder ringing in their ears.
Their arrival undoubtedly lent greater weight to the gathering.
Chen Xiaojun continued, "We have just finished discussing the Golden Guards. Now, let us discuss a few matters concerning the Chen Clan."
He paused, slowly sweeping his gaze across their faces.
Everyone exchanged looks, doubts stirring in their hearts. There were matters concerning the Chen Clan as well? They had not expected this.
Gao Ying raised his brows slightly and asked in a low voice, "Xiaojun, what does the Chen Clan need our help with? Please speak freely."
Chen Xiaojun sighed softly and said, "I imagine all of you have heard about what happened at the Heavenly Wolf Forging Market a while ago."
"Although our Chen Clan and the authorities successfully repelled the Wolf Bandits' attack, we paid a considerable price, and the incident exposed some shortcomings."
Chen Xiaojun paused