"People of the Yiinn Family, please come over here and have a seat."
An Jiuyue returned to the table and sat down, then gestured for the Head of the Yiinn Family to sit as well.
After all, he was an elderly man; she couldn't possibly expect him to stand while replying to her, could she? Her mind was fraught with questions, and it was unbearable not to ask.
How could the Yiinn Family have ended up in such a state?
"Thank you, High Priest Demon Heart."
The Head of the Yiinn Family expressed his gratitude before cautiously making his way over to a chair and sitting down.
Qian Jiyun casually poured him a cup of tea and handed it to him.
"Thank you, sir."
The Head of the Yiinn Family received the tea and cautiously expressed his thanks.
"Head of the Yiinn Family, can you now discuss with me how the Yiinn Family has come to be in its current state?" An Jiuyue asked, looking at him.
