The City Lord smiled faintly. "If they want to cause a scene, let them!"
The Martial Palace Hall Master stared at the old man in disbelief. "Sir, aren't you indulging them?"
The old man smiled but said nothing, causing the Martial Palace Hall Master to frown.
At this, the Elixir Palace Hall Master sighed, "Some people's intelligence truly is worrisome!"
"Who are you talking about?" The Martial Palace Hall Master's eyebrow twitched as he turned to glare at him.
"If the shoe fits." The Elixir Palace Hall Master stated indifferently, "Sir allowing them to make a fuss has nothing to do with indulging them. Sir merely wants to use this opportunity to observe everyone's strength and pick out a team leader. After all, the Nine States Great War isn't child's play. If we remain as disorganized as we are now, we stand no chance of victory."
"So, that's the reason," the Martial Palace Hall Master murmured.
