"I sympathize with the dead too, but if we close the case after killing the wrong person, they will never rest in peace!" An Ning said flatly.
"An Ning, are you done yet?" Princess Yan's fury burned high. "How many people are you going to offend over a single beast slave? You know better than I do who the parents of these dead people are! Ten thousand of this beast slave's worthless lives would not be enough in exchange. If you insist on getting involved, you will only invite disaster and bury your own future!"
"Esteemed Grand Star Official of the Fountain Bureau, I do not understand what you mean. This is the Primordial Imperial Army. Within the Imperial Army, ranks determine superiors and subordinates; every life is equal, and those who fight shoulder to shoulder are not divided into noble and lowly."
"For that very reason, even if Li Tianming is merely a lowly Imperial Soldier, according to military law, he cannot be convicted without evidence! This has been the rule of the Primordial Imperial Army since ancient times!"
An Ning spoke with perfect justification, her voice clear and ringing. With her personal charisma and fine reputation lending weight to her words, she immediately stirred a response from the masses.
"Good!"
"Lord An Ning, well said!"
At the end of the day, although many core positions would forever belong to the privileged class, ordinary people still made up the majority.
And among the hundreds of thousands of Soaring Dragon troops in Flying Star Fort, young people of ordinary origins naturally formed the main body.
Though this "ordinary" was still beyond most people of Xuanding, it could not possibly compare with the Yan Clan or the Forest Beast Clan.
An Ning's words set off wave after wave of support.
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