They both sat with the rest of the guild members, and the middle aged man introduced himself as a guild leader. "My name is Gideon, and I am the guild leader of Ember's Dawn."
One of the evaluators, a tall man with a stern expression, raised an eyebrow at Gideon. "The guild leader arriving late to an important occasion like this speaks volumes about the seriousness of your guild. And frankly, your appearance leaves much to be desired. This is a professional setting, not a beggar's convention."
A few of the other evaluators snickered, their expressions smug and condescending. Liam's frown deepened, his irritation growing. 'Why are they commenting on his appearance? Their job is to verify the documents and details, not to pass judgment on how someone looks. This isn't an interview—we're not here to impress them.'
