With an urge of determination, Chen Anyue stomped into the hall. No one even paid her any mind and this time she decided that if a lifetime of niceties could not accomplish anything then it would do her well to use a little force.
She shoved her Shimei out of the formation and took her spot without a word.
"Young Miss!" Someone called after her in shock for her sudden actions but Anyue chose to ignore it as she dove into the large-scale communication array.
'Er-ge[1]?' She tried first.
Without waiting for a response she tapped into a different branch of the spell, 'A-Zhang, are you there?'
Yuan Xuelan's voice was oddly calm as it came to her, with a mature hint that she didn't quite recognize before.
'Shijie. We saw the flares.'
It almost came off as a little cold, but Chen Anyue recognized that Yuan Xuelan was focused on the unfolding situation. There was no time to speak amiably, she realized. 'How is the situation on your side?'
