No one had expected Lu Yang to commemorate these defeated guild presidents at the Iron Blood Brotherhood's victory banquet and give them such high praise. The players from various countries who had always hated Lu Yang found their feelings growing complicated.
Lu Yang had ruined their guild presidents, defeated their guilds, and left them without anyone to rely on. But likewise, if they had defeated the Iron Blood Brotherhood, Lu Yang and the countless players under him would have had nowhere to go.
But in the end, this was only a game, not a war to the death. Lu Yang had merely struggled to survive. He had not used his power to bully others, nor had he mocked or ridiculed the defeated players and guild presidents.
Not only that, but at such a grand occasion, he had publicly remembered those guild presidents and permanently named the territories he had conquered after them. It proved that these people had existed and that they had fought hard.
"Th-this... why are we still picking a fight with Lu Yang?"
"He didn't do it on purpose. Everyone was just trying to survive. A loss was a loss. We should live our lives and play our own games."
"My past resentment was truly a waste of my life. Why was I making things hard for myself? This song helped me move on."
"I'm done fighting. I can't be bothered to make trouble for Lu Yang anymore. I'm taking my brothers to farm equipment and make money."
"I'm in. I'm in."
The livestream rooms of major streamers were flooded with such comments. For a time, huge numbers of players in the territories occupied by Lu Yang put down their hatred and began new lives of their own.
After Lu Yang finished singing, Tu Feng excitedly