The people looked at each other.
There was already a strong sense of dissatisfaction on their faces.
Even the clouds outside seemed thicker than before.
After a long silence.
Out of nowhere came an outburst.
The first lightning bolt of autumn struck, killing a traveler having their first cup of sake of the season.
"I'm beginning to feel that Yuchi is getting carried away."
This was still Changsun Hao speaking.
Everyone was silent.
While the others remained speechless, Changsun Hao furrowed his brows and said:
"As an elder, I'll just say these unpleasant truths myself."
"You young folks, listen to see if I'm right?"
"Alright?"
Including Bai Rou, no one said a word; their expressions were identical.
They tacitly agreed with Changsun Hao's words and wanted to hear what he had to say.
Whether it matched their own thoughts exactly.
Then they heard Changsun Hao begin to analyze.
He first said:
"A month ago, I thought Yuchi was still quite impressive."
