The members of the Idealist Faction, however, still observed without expression, retreating back into their shells as outsiders, as if their previous actions had been an illusion.
Silence enveloped the meeting for a few seconds. Gradually, people began to tentatively raise their hands to vote in agreement. Just as the votes were increasing, the spokesman for the Idealist Faction suddenly awoke, lightly knocking on the table again.
The exact same scenario replayed: all the raised hands instantly fell, leaving Carl Dickinson alone with his hand raised, appearing particularly absurd.
"Yu Hong, is this your intention or the Elders' intention?"
Yuan Gang frowned directly, his tone laced with impatience, "If the Elders have something to convey to us, they can just say it directly."
"Very well."
