"Grandfather," Yin Loulan stepped forward.
The bodyguards in black lined up in a row, standing solemnly on either side of the elder.
In order to feign illness, Old Master Yin had his head wrapped in bandages. At this moment, he dramatically pulled them off, giving Amelia a meaningful glance before turning to face the crowd.
The Jenkins family, known for their generations of loyalty, carried a heavy and imposing aura. When Old Master Yin's gaze swept over them, it seemed to weigh heavily on everyone's hearts.
"I heard your discussion just now from the consultation room," Old Master Yin stood as firm as a pine tree, his eyes sharp like those of a tiger. "Yixin Hall is first. It is well-deserved."
Who would dare refute the words of Old Master Yin himself?
Xiang Yifeng, who had been ques
