Azure Heights, Aelorion, 22:30;
The Xi Family, Jiangs, and Superfamily had gathered at their designated tables, the atmosphere charged with a curious blend of anticipation and tension. At the center of it all stood the grand table, reserved exclusively for the most influential members of the three families.
Xi Yuan, composed and commanding as ever, occupied the seat at its head. The chair to his right remained conspicuously vacant, its absence speaking volumes as his gaze occasionally flickered toward it. It was a throne meant for his Queen—a spot that only Rong Xinghe could fill.
Though the significance of the evening's agenda enveloped the space, Xi Yuan chose patience. He had delayed addressing the matter at hand, allowing everyone to savor the lavish feast. Yet, beneath this veil of hospitality, lay an unspoken unease.
His only motive for stalling was the desire to have his Xinghe by his side before revealing several decisions bound to unnerve everyone.
