The Treatment of a Modern Emperor?

The outcome of the meeting was like a political storm sweeping across the Federation. With Thunderous Might, it was swiftly settled, then announced to the entire continent through the evening news.

Xu Tiandi would continue serving as the Sun Moon Federation's Supreme Chairman!

This brief yet weighty announcement was like a boulder dropped into a tranquil lake, sending ripples spreading outward. Yet before absolute power, those ripples swiftly subsided into an awed silence.

From that day onward, no one dared openly question the iron-blooded chairman in the wheelchair again. His authority had been reforged in the bloodiest, most direct manner possible—unshakable.

Mingdu, Leng Yaozhu's villa.

Having just finished bathing, Lu Jun lay lazily against the comfortable bed, his body still carrying a fresh, misty scent. His fingers scrolled across the screen of his Soul Guidance Communication device, and naturally, he saw the major news.

"Just as expected." A knowing smile curled at his lips as he murmured, "Heh, the Federation Council's roster has been thoroughly reshuffled. Blood has flowed..."

He opened the lengthy list of councilors who had stepped down for various reasons, his gaze passing over names that had once wielded enormous influence in political circles.

He knew perfectly well that the people represented by those names had likely already become dry bones on Xu Tiandi's path to consolidating power.

It was foreseeable that Xu Tiandi would next cultivate a new batch of councilors absolutely loyal to him, turning the Federation Council entirely into his personal echo chamber.

"Not bad." Lu Jun put down the communication device, a trace of approval flashing through his eyes.

"Use iron-blooded methods to unite the Federation into a single solid bloc and clear out every dissenting voice. Only then can the Federation's war machine operate at maximum efficiency."

"With the level of Soul