Great Xia Valley, Main Hall on the Top Floor
As usual, the main seat was still empty.
But an hour ago, Xia Chuan was still at Yangyuan Peak, now he was standing right in the center of the main hall, somewhat entranced by the patterns on the Cold Ruins Tripod.
On either side of the hall, Zhu Yuan, Zhao Hu, Zhao Bao, Lin Kai, and Lu Yang stood divided, their expressions somewhat excited.
"Greetings, Minister!"
Huang Yong and Hong Gang, who arrived late, found six people already standing in the hall. They immediately quickened their steps, paid their respects to Xia Chuan, and stood at the back.
"Sir, only Qiu Sizheng is missing!"
Zhu Yuan walked to the side of the Cold Ruins Tripod, gently reminding Xia Chuan.
Xia Chuan withdrew his thoughts, turned to look at the seven people in the hall, and his expression slightly braced:
"I just rushed back from Pingxi Plain, hardly resting along the way, time is of the essence, so I won't waste words with you, I'll be brief!"
