"Imperial Plume Dynasty Branch Family Head, Martin Hale, pays respects to the Saint Lord!"
"Purple Star Dynasty Branch Family Head, Alice Hale, pays respects to the Saint Lord!"
The four raised their heads. Cautiously sizing up Alex's expression.
The moment they saw his face soften, that pleasant and amiable smile returning once more, they all secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Alex stepped forward unhurriedly and took his seat on the central throne. Only after the Four Great Elders assumed their positions behind him did he speak.
"Sit."
"Thank you, Saint Lord!"
The four secretly wiped cold sweat from their palms before settling back into their seats.
Alex's gaze swept over the crowd. A faint smile tugged at his lips.
"My four virtuous younger brothers and sister, gathering at my Main Family today... what noble business do you have?"
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Oscar Hale, seated on the left, was the first to open his mouth. His expression heavy with displeasure.
