The government office hall was quiet, with only the rustling sound of silk as the Eight Great Merchants shifted their positions. They bowed their heads in silent contemplation, occasionally glancing at one another, trying to gauge each other's thoughts.
A grating sound echoed as the Qian Family Store Manager scraped the rim of his cup with the lid, making a slurping noise that stood out sharply in the hall.
Wang Dequan frowned: "Is this how your Landlord taught you manners? Don't gloat here; Zheng Jiye from the Anti-Japanese Army, a household leader, has already been transferred to the Central Army Commander's Mansion. Without a Chief in the Anti-Japanese Army, they won't be able to stir up much trouble."
