Gan Yuan glanced around and raised her palm.
In an instant, the entire square fell silent, so quiet that a pin dropping could be heard, everyone focused on the figure on the terrace, waiting for her to speak.
"First, I want to say to all the people of Chicheng, all the tourists and business travelers to Chicheng, and everyone affected by this conflict... Sorry!"
As she spoke, she stepped back and bowed deeply toward the square.
No one expected her to start this way.
The entire audience was silent.
Gan Yuan straightened up again and took a gentle breath.
