Under the heavy silence of the grand hall, Liu Zexian, her husband, and Mo Jian fixed their calm gazes on the young man who had dared to question them.
None of their expressions shifted, not even slightly.
The plan was simple, and they all understood it without needing to exchange a single word.
Mo Jian had already made it clear before they entered the clan grounds: no weakness must ever be shown.
The arrogant ancient Liu clan would certainly attempt to test them, humiliate them, and strip away their dignity in front of everyone. But they must not allow even the slightest chance for that to happen.
They would not play by the rules of the Liu clan; they would dictate their own.
They would decide how others spoke to them, how others treated them, and in doing so, they would seize control of the entire flow of this so-called reunion.
As for this sudden challenge? They had long expected it.
