C197 Talent

"If I refuse, are you going to be mad? And what if you are? What does that have to do with me?" Ann Lan asked, her eyebrows arching coolly.

The Second Elder was seething with rage, his teeth clenched as he advanced, eager to speak his mind, but the Great Elder stopped him with an icy glare fixed on Ann Lan.

Unfazed by the Great Elder's stern gaze, Ann Lan stood her ground, her expression frosty