Huo Sining couldn't understand Burmese, but from their appearances, she knew those elders had already split into two factions. The old man who had been targeting her seemed to be the representative of the opposition, his gaze towards her was peculiar, as if he wished to devour her whole.
This thought flickered through Huo Sining's mind, and she couldn't help but laugh at her own paranoia.
How could it be? She didn't know the elder, and there was no personal conflict of interest. How could these people hate her for no reason?
When opinions conflicted, and the few old men voted, the result was obvious—the faction supporting General Bada won overwhelmingly.
The faces of the two elders opposing suddenly turned very grim, one of them muttered something to General Bada.
Upon hearing the old man's words, General Bada's face turned somber, but the elder seemed oblivious and directly threw a report in front of him, leaving with his two supporters.
