Su Ming and Long Ying were at a loss as they watched the two people, but they said nothing.
"Alright!"
Xia Lan immediately led them towards the hall.
Soon, they arrived at the door on the right side of the hall.
At this point, Su Ming and others could vaguely hear angry scolding coming from inside the hall.
Xia Lan swallowed hard, sneaking a peek inside.
Inside the spacious and luxurious hall.
An old man in a golden robe, with graying hair, deep-set eyes, and a face full of intersecting wrinkles, sat on the main seat with a golden thumb ring on his right hand, his face full of anger.
As for Clan Chief Tai Wen, he had his head slightly lowered, his face as dark as charcoal, sitting next to Old Clan Chief Tai Falu.
Besides Old Clan Chief Tai Falu and Clan Chief Tai Wen, many important members of the Shenji Family and numerous female relatives were seated in the hall.
At the same time, the guest seats were filled with many invited guests.
