The deeper reason lay right below the stage, where the Holy Son nomination had plunged everyone into fierce debate.
Upon the raised platform, Dongfang Zhaixing, who had been sitting quietly behind and to the side of the Holy Master with a calm expression, suddenly stood.
As he rose, he released no pressure at all, yet strangely, the arguing below the stage fell silent.
Everyone's gaze focused once more on this direct disciple of the Holy Master.
Dongfang Zhaixing first bowed deeply to the Holy Master and the four grand elders, then turned to face the entire gathering, an apologetic smile appearing on his face.
"Senior uncles, junior uncles, and fellow disciples..."
"Today's grand gathering was meant to reward us for our achievements abroad, commend outstanding talents, and encourage those who come after us. Yet because of me, Zhaixing, it has sparked disputes among the elders and fellow disciples. This is truly not what I wished to see, nor is it the proper purpose of this gathering."
He paused, his sincere gaze sweeping over the crowd below.
"The position of Holy Son is indeed exalted, and it concerns the future of the Holy Land..."
"But precisely because it is so important, it requires even greater caution. It requires careful deliberation from the elders, as well as the genuine recognition of our fellow disciples..."
"Today, everyone has spoken freely. Though there are differences of opinion, all of them are for the future of the Holy Land. Such earnest intentions can be witnessed by the sun and moon..."
"However, if this argument continues, I fear it will damage the harmony between fellow disciples and cause this grand gathering to lose its original meaning..."
"So in my view, the choice of Holy Son is a matter of great importance. To reach a hasty conclusion