Below Shaurya's glowing title, the lower half of the golden parchment rippled, shedding small sparks of heat as crimson qi bled across the silk.
Stroke by stroke, burning characters etched themselves into the left column, carving out the sect's governing elders in blazing red ink:
1. Elder An Ning
2. Elder Liya
3. Elder Lin Shu
4. Elder Feng Yu
5. Elder Yao Chen
6. Elder Wan
7. Elder Wu
8. Elder Jian Fan
9. Elder Meow Mao
Down near the front perimeter of the main courtyard, Elder Meow Mao stood with his arms folded loosely inside his deep navy sleeves, head tilted all the way back. His eyes blinked slowly as the ninth line sealed his name in glowing gold.
A lazy, amused smirk tugged at the corner of Meow Mao's mouth. He reached up with one hand, idly scratching his jawline as he let out a short, dry chuckle. "Well, look at that... they actually remembered to throw my name onto the elder board."
