In the drawing room of Shen Mansion, a middle-aged man with frosty temples and a raised brow, was sitting next to a table on the left. He rested one hand on the armrest of his chair and the other on the table next to him, appearing at ease.
Next to him was an imposing, burly man in a purple robe, who was looking around the room with a hint of mockery tugging at the corners of his mouth, seemingly finding the furnishings crude.
Across them sat Shen Yuange, maintaining a solemn demeanor but his gaze involuntarily kept drifting towards the main seat.
As the head of the Shen family, he wasn't occupying the main seat as that position had been claimed by a white-haired old woman in crimson brocade.
As soon as the group had announced their identities upon entering the hall, the old woman took the main seat without uttering a word or giving Shen Yuange a single glance.