As the medicinal effects began to take hold, Gu Yang puffed and panted, exhaling scorching breaths.
Even though the weather had long since grown as warm as spring, the breath Gu Yang exhaled was still visibly billowing like steam.
The other three old men present exchanged glances, then tacitly played dead.
Gu Yang waved a hand at Sima Hao, his grandfather sitting beside him who looked worried, signaling that he was fine.
Only then did Sima Hao let out a heavy sigh of relief and return to his seat.
After calming down for a long while, Gu Yang stood up, walked over to the conference table, and dropped heavily into the seat Qin Quan had vacated.
He glanced at the heads of the Zhu, Li, and Liu noble families, who sat with lowered heads and said nothing, and let out a cold laugh.
"What? No one talking now?
When you forced me to come here, wasn't it just to see if my abilities had degenerated?
Well, you've seen it now. Are you satisfied?"
When Gu Yang finished speaking, you could have heard a pin drop in the conference room.
The young people cowering in the corners of the room didn't dare utter a single word, while the heads of the other three families remained immersed in profound silence.
"Uncle Zhu, are you people close to dying?
You can't wait ten years, is that it?
The agreement I made with you back then wasn't meant for this time."
Chapter 341