Seraphina swayed slightly under the weight of her mounting dissatisfaction. Ethan had taken the sect's ultimate inheritance—the most precious and sacred boon that even the oldest cultivators could only dream of touching. The sheer audacity had stirred a deep, unspoken anger in her.
Yet despite this, Seraphina, standing before the assembly with her calm but assertive demeanor, dared to voice a hopeful plan.
"Master," she began, her hands clasped respectfully, "I believe that knowing Ethan's character, there is a high probability that he will attend the Treasure Appraisal Conference."
Her voice was steady but filled with expectation. "Why don't this disciples to lead the delegation, accompanied by Senior Brother Edwin and others, setting out for Noble Sun City? Perhaps we may encounter Ethan there and find a way to coax him back to the sect."
A quiet murmur of assent rippled through the audience.
