All eyes turned to see Flora Guthrie walking in, followed by disciples from a collateral branch of her family.
She wore the Sect Leader's Robe of the Ghost Eye Sect, which was simple yet imbued with a solemn dignity.
The Guthrie elders in the hall immediately stood up, respectfully performing the Ancient Martial Ceremony to greet her.
Reina Guthrie's expression was grim. 'She's here for trouble,' he thought.
"Sunstone doesn't interfere in the disputes of the Great Families. Master Flora Guthrie, what is the meaning of this?"
Flora Guthrie was escorted to the head seat and said nonchalantly, "What are you so nervous about? I'm only offering a suggestion. You can listen or not. I'm here today to settle the matter concerning my disciple. Joyce Guthrie dared to harm someone from Sunstone. She deserves to die."
"You..."
But Flora Guthrie suddenly waved her sleeve, and a teacup from the table shot instantly toward the chest of one of Reina Guthrie's confidants.
