Silence.
Pin-drop silence.
In the main hall of the central courtyard of the Zhou Residence, guests who had come to offer their congratulations all fell silent upon seeing the people seated at the two inner tables. Some even held their breath.
Everyone understood that the closer one was seated to Chen Yuan, the Duke Jingye, the higher their status, and they were not to be offended.
Even if they didn't recognize Lin Xueru and the others, it was clear to anyone with a brain that people who could stand fearless before the likes of Wang Yang and Xie Dongan from the Kyoto Academy were not to be trifled with.
Especially since Lin Jixin, the son of Duke Xing, Lin Hansong, sat just a seat away from Lin Xueru.
The house servants of the Zhou Residence dared not speak either, and those quick-witted enough had already quietly slipped away to report to Zhou Tiance and Chen Yuan.
