Chen Xi had not expected Li You to create such a commotion, a sword thrust directly into the table—impossible to ignore. What had been a lively conversation came to an abrupt silence as everyone turned their attention to the wobbling, humming Precious Sword stuck in the table, no one daring to speak.
At that moment, the sternness emanating from Li You even made Zhuge Liang, sitting across from him, feel pressured. Zhuge Liang remembered Li You's consistently indifferent demeanor and wondered what could have angered the typically calm Li You to such an extent.
"Oh..." Suddenly hearing the silence from the outer hall, the Zhang Clan's matriarch frowned, then stood up, bowed, and said, "Gentlemen, please wait a moment; I will go see what has transpired outside."