Xuanyuan Yan considered this and then sat back down.
"Hmph, Holy Maiden, you're being too overbearing. If the Hidden Clan falls under your command, none of us will have the face to meet our ancestors." Elder Wu said indignantly, standing up and refusing to accept this.
"Oh, so without me as the Holy Maiden, the Hidden Clan would be better and stronger?" Squinting her eyes and looking at the dissatisfied Elder Wu, she waved her little hand and with a loud crash, Elder Wu's chair split apart.
Elder Wu quickly turned around to see the chair broken into pieces on the floor and, noticing a petal on one of the chair legs, looked at the Holy Maiden in astonishment.
Her cold gaze swept over Elder Wu, and she said indifferently, "This is a lesson for disrespecting the Holy Maiden. You may stand and listen."