Silence.
A long silence.
In the quiet chamber of Infinite Palace, a falling needle could have been heard clearly. Since these Wood Race elders lived in the Southern Region, how could they not know of Empress Feng's infamous reputation?
Hearing that this fiend was receiving them, who would dare ask a question?
The Discipline Elder sat to one side, observing the situation. Empress Feng sat upright in the seat of honor at the front, brows furrowed and eyes wide, seemingly unsure what to say.
After a long while, the Wood Demon elder was the first to rise.
After all, he had been the one to spearhead the Southern Region's various Wood Race clans becoming affiliated with Shushan, so he had to set an example. Gritting his teeth, he trembled as he asked Empress Feng, "Chief Feng, this..."
"Hm?" Empress Feng shot him a murderous look.
"Uh..." The Wood Demon elder was so frightened by that single glance that he dropped back into his seat, not daring even to breathe loudly.
Now that Empress Feng had entered the eighth realm, both her oppressive aura and killing intent had risen by a great deal. To these demons who had not even reached the seventh realm, she was simply too terrifying.
"What did you want to ask?" Empress Feng demanded.
Never mind, never mind." The Wood Demon elder waved his hands again and again, turning his face aside as though he wished he could immediately hide back at home.
"Ask!" Empress Feng glared.
"Ah..." The Wood Demon elder immediately stood up like a child. "I only wanted to ask on everyone's behalf: if we become Shushan's vassals, what resources and protection can the Shushan Sect provide us? And what obligations must we fulfill for Shushan?"
"This... wait a moment." Empress Feng nodded, then