Every word struck home, leaving Tang Baolun pale and speechless.
Many officials in the hall also nodded inwardly.
Su Fei had not only strength but also a sense of responsibility. His stepping forward now was far better than Tang Baolun's proposal to surrender territory and hand someone over to sue for peace.
Emperor Xuan looked at Su Fei, who had appeared in the hall, and a flicker of appreciation crossed his eyes.
He had worried that Tang Baolun's proposal would leave Su Fei resentful. Instead, Su Fei had volunteered and even pledged his life on the outcome of the campaign. This courage and loyalty were precisely what Great Xuan needed at this moment.
Emperor Xuan slammed his hand on the armrest of his dragon throne and spoke in a deep voice.
"Good! Su Fei, Earl of Martial Peace, I grant your request. I appoint you Supreme Commander for Suppressing the Japanese Pirates in Yuezhou, with full authority over the war there. Thirty thousand Palace Guard troops from the capital camp will be placed under your command. Depart immediately to reinforce Yuezhou."
"This time, you must drive out the Fusang barbarians and show them the might of our Great Xuan."
Su Fei accepted the decree, thanked the emperor, and declared loudly.
"I obey Your Majesty's decree. I will slaughter the Japanese pirates, failing neither Your Majesty's trust nor the people of Yuezhou."
As he rose, his gaze swept over Tang Baolun, who instinctively stepped back and avoided his eyes.
Su Fei said nothing more. He turned and strode out of the hall.
He left behind a hall full of officials still in shock, and Emperor Xuan, whose body had relaxed on the dragon throne.
Great Xuan's predicament had found a turning point the moment Su Fei entered the hall.
Su Fei