Suddenly, the defensive ward of House Luolan materialized in the sky, directly attracting the attention of everyone within. Yuan Qing and the rest were at a loss for words as they didn't know the specifics about it, but they were able to vaguely guess its function. 

With the ward showing changes, they knew that it probably did not herald something positive.

Li Luo and Jiang Qing'e frowned and focused their attention on it. 

On the other hand, Xu Tianling and Mo Cheng revealed looks of joy. Their backers had finally decided to act.

"Li Luo, Jiang Qing'e! It looks like it's not your turn to celebrate just yet!" Xu Tianling coldly sneered with a chilly look in his eye.

At the same time, he glanced at the nervous pavilion masters and troops. "There is no need to worry. This is our plan. The victor of the Housemeet has yet to be decided! If you...