The Unanimous Meeting

Han Zhimin retorted with a glowering expression to his younger brother's audacity to stop him. His icy blue eyes blazed with questions and Han Xuelian stood his ground on his decision.

"Just watch," the Grandmaster asserted, squeezing his brother's shoulder. "Trust me…I know he can handle this."

Han Zhimin's eyes lit up with subtle surprise, his line of sight switching between Chi Cheng a few feet away at the bottom of the dias and his younger brother standing beside him.

He groaned inwardly but withdrew.

Han Luibing's wrinkly face hardened with confusion, trying to ascertain where his grandson's confidence and faith in the laughingstock of the seven major clans stemmed from.

"What are you doing, Lian'er?" Han Luibing demanded angrily. "Do you want us to be humiliated by letting the talentless weakling from the Chi Clan pretend to understand court politics? You will ruin everything we've worked hard for so far!"