The Great Elder noticed Jiang Qi's demeanor and showed no trace of displeasure, maintaining a humble attitude. He gently poured a cup of tea for Jiang Qi, offering it with both hands, saying, "Saint Heir, have some tea."
Jiang Qi took the teacup without even glancing at it and casually set it aside.
He spoke directly, "Great Elder, let's not drink tea right now."
His tone carried a sense of urgency, more so a firm attitude that brooked no argument.
The Great Elder nodded slightly, returned to his seat, expressionless, focused on Jiang Qi, awaiting his next words.
Jiang Qi spoke eagerly, "Great Elder, I followed your advice and left Xue Wei alone for a few days, but Xue Wei seems not to be in a hurry. If things continue like this, what if this cooperation truly falls through? Will we miss such a good opportunity to deal with Ye Qingchen?"
