"Sicong, what's the deal with this Yun family? I've never even heard of them. Why are you so shocked?"
Unable to contain his curiosity, Chen He finally voiced the question on everyone's mind.
Qin Fen, Deng Chao, and Yu Qian all turned to look at the grim-faced Sicong.
Sicong registered their stares, then glanced at Su Chen, who was calmly sipping his tea as if he hadn't a care in the world. After a long moment of contemplation, he slowly said, "You've all probably heard the saying, 'A single cloud over the northwest heavens,' right? Well, that's them!"
"Hiss..." Everyone sucked in a sharp breath.
Yu Qian, the eldest and most worldly-wise of the group, especially understood the immense weight behind that phrase.
'He was inwardly stunned, shocked that Su Chen had enough influence to get a piece of the pie from a family like that!'
For a moment, everyone's expression grew complicated.
