“I know you are all here out of necessity, and I have never liked to force anyone. If you are not willing to stay here, you can go back the way you came. I will talk to His Majesty and won’t make things difficult for you.”

As soon as he said this, the surroundings fell silent.

The crowd looked at each other, their eyes filled with suspicion and confusion. Was he really that kind?

But no one moved for a while, leading them to suspect something was amiss.

Chi Yan's tone was laced with laughter and rather lazy, "Of course, whether other places want the people who leave my place, or dare to take them, is not something I can decide."

In an instant, everyone's expressions became extremely interesting.

The fact that they were transferred here proves that they weren't important figures in their original organizations, otherwise they wouldn't have been dismissed.

But His Majesty personally ordered the establishment of the Imperial Ceremonial Office. If they are unwilling to come here, whose face are they slapping?

Even if they return to their original positions, would their immediate supervisor dare to accept them again? Even if they did, they would never be given important responsibilities again.

From the moment they stepped into the Yiluan Division, there was no turning back.

Once everyone understood the details, their expressions became even more unpleasant.

The hot-tempered Feng Yong clenched his fists, his face turning red with anger: "You talk a good game, but aren't you just messing with us?"

This person looks like a troublemaker, but that kind of person is actually more reassuring.

Chi Yan raised his eyelids and looked over, a hint of amusement in his eyes: "Am I your father or your mother? Do I have to consider everything for you in every way? Do I have to chew your food and feed it to you?"

"You!" Feng Yong, unable to withstand the provocation, immediately lunged forward to attack, but the people around him quickly stopped him, "No, no, you mustn't!"

Although they looked down on Chi Yan, a higher rank can have an advantage. The fact that he was able to force Grand Tutor Xie to step down shows that he is very shrewd. Dealing with a bunch of small fry like them would be a piece of cake for him.

Feng Yong hadn't really lost his temper. He suppressed his anger, but his gaze toward Chi Yan was extremely gloomy.

The latter, unfazed, glanced at him lazily and said, "I've given you the right to choose. Whether you stay or leave, it's your decision. But let me make this clear: if you're determined to stay, you have to listen to me. If you have any reservations, I won't let you off easily!"

After a long silence, sparse voices began to emerge:

"Your subordinate greets Commander..."

Chi Yan curled her lips and said coolly, "Haven't you eaten yet?"

Then, even more unified and louder sounds echoed in the courtyard, creating a magnificent atmosphere:

"Your subordinates pay their respects to Commander!"

Of course, how much of it stemmed from genuine respect is unknown, but since the goal has been achieved, Chi Yan is not in a hurry to make progress.

Anyway, there's plenty of time in the future; he has all the time to hone this knife to make it even sharper and more handy.

Several people in the crowd had a dark look on their faces.