Fang Yuan let the silence settle after Lin Xi's departure, his gaze sweeping across the gathered elders.
He folded his hands behind his back. "If anyone else has suggestions or matters to raise, now is the time."
The elders exchanged uncertain looks. One by one, heads bowed in acknowledgment.
"Clan Head Fang," an elder finally said, voice steady but respectful, "we… are satisfied with the current arrangements. There is nothing more to add."
A ripple of agreement spread through the hall. Murmurs of assent echoed briefly before fading once more into quiet reverence.
Fang Yuan inclined his head with a faint smile. "Very well. Then, today's meeting is concluded."
His words carried the soft finality of command.
The elders all rose, offering deep bows before excusing themselves.
Even as they filed out, whispers of awe ran beneath their breaths.. about the pills, the formations and the generosity.
When the last of them had left, the grand hall felt suddenly vast and still.
