Everyone is vying to praise the deputy head of Zijin Hall.
But no one noticed that at the entrance of the hall, a beautiful young man with silver hair reaching his waist was half-leaning.
He just stood there quietly and listened to them.
Those lazy eyes looked back and forth over everyone's bodies.
Sometimes he sneered, sometimes he was a little frivolous.
When his eyes rested on Lin Ran, the corner of his mouth raised a slight arc.
He still leaned against the door and made no sound.
He looked at the "drama" in front of him with his hands folded across his chest, with a casual expression in his eyes.
At this moment, the protagonist they admired finally chose a time he thought was appropriate and spoke.
"Brothers, don't get excited. If you have something to say, speak slowly."
From the crowd, a middle-aged man in his 30s walked out.
With oily hair and powdered face, she looks a bit feminine.
Those fox eyes always have a hint of calculation.
He stood in front of his subordinates and waved his hand to signal them to stop.
He spoke to them somewhat artificially:
"Brothers, don't be like this. Thank you for your praise of me. But since the young master has appointed this girl to be the hall master, I think this girl is naturally much smarter than me... I will definitely support the young master's decision.
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Yes, he is Baili Jiwu, the deputy head of Zijin Hall that everyone mentioned.
Hearing what he said, those subordinates became even more commotion.
"Deputy Hall Master, you can't say this. You have worked hard for our Zijin Hall for so many years, and all the brothers have seen it. We have no intention of offending this girl, but we just think that you, Deputy Hall Master, are more suitable to be the Hall Master.
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As soon as this was said, more people began to agree.
"Yes, we firmly support the deputy hall leader..."
"I hope the protector can help us discuss it with the young master..."
"Yes, we hope that the deputy director of the hall will be appointed..."
"We firmly support the deputy hall leader..."
The silent voices of the crowd echoed one after another in the hall.