"Master Wen, what do you think of my suggestion?" Han Yan said to Wen Gaoren.
"I didn't expect someone so young to have such insight. I must admit I misunderstood you before." Wen Gaoren's heart was pleased, and he spoke with a tone of pretentious modesty. Han Yan's words aligned exactly with his intentions, so he gave her some face, also considering it as appeasing the priests of varying ranks in Huayu Temple.
"Let's do it this way: without witnessing my capabilities, you all might find it hard to be convinced. So, let's end our talk here for now. Once I repair a few arrays, we'll come back to discuss in detail." Having seen Han Yan finally persuade the crowd, Wen Gaoren didn't want to push things too hard, fearing resentment and complications. So he pretended to be straightforward.
He thought to himself: Anyway, with Han Yan's words spoken, once they witness my true abilities and get a taste of the benefits, I'm not worried about her going back on her word.
