The two quarreling old men completely ignored everyone else, their argument escalating into a shouting match that was quickly devolving into a public squabble.
Of the three white-haired elders to the right, the one closest to Dang Jun'an—an old man with a youthful face despite his crane-white hair—opened his eyes with a hint of impatience and glanced at him.
A chill ran down the neck of Dang Jun'an, who had been watching the spectacle with great interest. He instantly snapped out of it and turned his head.
He paused for a moment upon seeing the elder's expression.
"Ahem… ahem ahem…
Alright, Junior Brother Yang, Junior Brother Fanx. We still have many important matters to discuss today.
As for the Cyan Wood Secret Realm, let's proceed as agreed."
The two quarreling elders stopped short. For a fleeting moment, an unprecedented understanding flashed in their aged eyes. They turned their heads in unison and spoke almost as one:
