After the meeting, when Zhao Xieren was gone, the City Lord finally openly showed a deeply frustrated look.
"Father, that old guy at the end...", his second son who remained in the hall along with the eldest, spoke up in light panic.
Ko Zhumen gave him an incinerating look to shut him up, "Stop panicking and be quiet, I can't concentrate with all the noise you're making... if you have time to bother me with your tantrums go train and hone your skills"
The second son dejectedly lowered his head, while the eldest smirked.
Both sons then stepped down from the elevation and turned around to face him, lowering their heads and making a fist and hand salute before going out of the hall.
The City Lord sighed, sitting some time in silent contemplation, and then stood up, leaving through the back door as well.
In the empty and completely silent hall, a rectangular piece of the floor seemingly peeled off, revealing it was a paper talisman which became translucent and blended into the air.
