Chapter 155: The Hermit Elder
Celia looked at the hall, which had fallen into a deathly silence, and a blatant sneer played across her lips.
Watching this scene, Ansu couldn't help but want to laugh as well.
Celia's attitude was crystal clear; she didn't care about complex disputes.
Instead of solving the problem, it was better to simply solve the person who raised it.
"Elder Barnes?" Celia's gaze landed on the man as she sneered, "Is the problem with you?"
"Of course not..." Elder Barnes felt like prey locked in the sights of a venomous snake, and he forced a stiff laugh.
"Celia, you know... the Council of Elders has long-standing traditions.
Even the bylaws alone are enough for us old men to debate for quite a while.
Don't be in such a hurry; any problem can be solved through discussion..."