Su Yan lowered her head, gazing at the steaming tea, her fingers touching the cup intermittently.
"It means exactly what you think it does."
As she spoke, she lifted her head, her gaze emotionless as she looked at everyone across from her.
Her voice fell, and she glanced at the time.
Yes, it was almost time for lunch.
She should go see Ye Biao.
She stood up, picked up the white gloves from the table
"Is there anything else? If not, I will take my leave first."
She stood there waiting for a bit.
Complete silence on the other side.
Su Yan's eyes met with Admiral Sun Ming's.
Admiral Sun Ming's face had already turned ashen.
His expression changed for a long time, and then with an old and solemn voice filled with authority,
"Are you truly determined to be an enemy of the Sun Family?"
After all, he was an Admiral who had weathered great storms.
What kind of scene had he not witnessed?
He was naturally able to remain composed.
