The Secret Summon And It's Penalty
Two wide and heavy looking golden doors were pushed back by Wang Tengfei, despite the four hefty men behind him who were brought along for just that cause. The general had already changed into a dark red robe, and had his hair fall onto his shoulders, freeing it from it's usual high ponytail.
Past the door, sat an elevated chair in the middle of the room, with about five smaller yet equally majestic chairs on each side, totalling eleven seats.
Wang Tengfei marched into the room and fell on one knee, he slightly raised his head allowing his eyes met that of his father, sitting on the elevated chair, reserved for the clan head.
"Clan leader Wang." He greeted with clasped hands, then he turned to the panel on the left then right and clasped his hands to them as well.