Council Discourse, Transcendent Burial Ground

"Yeah," Chen Chen said. "Is that a problem?"

"You insensitive brat," Sect Master Yi flicked his son on the forehead angrily. "You can't tell me you aren't aware that our White Jade Sect is presently going through some financial crisis due to our slow mining speed. Shouldn't you have spoken up earlier, that you have a rapid extraction method?"

"Don't blame me, Father," Chen Chen shrugged innocently. "I've told you before that I have a unique way of extracting the ores from the mines, but you didn't believe me as usual."

Sect Master Yi froze, suddenly remembering Chen Chen had actually indeed made this claim before, but he had shrugged it off as one of his son's boastful shenanigans.

"We should go in, Father, don't you think?" Chen Chen said, but he grabbed Sect Master Yi's wrist and pulled him along without waiting for his father's confirmation.