Chaoge City.
Nine Chamber Hall.
Within the grand hall, the Civil and Military Officials stood in two orderly rows. The atmosphere was solemn and dignified, yet carried an indescribable sense of oppression.
Seated high upon the throne, Di Xin looked down at the assembled officials. His expression was calm, revealing neither joy nor anger.
Just then, an old official with completely white hair and beard, and a divine eye on his forehead, stepped out from the military ranks. His stride was steady.
It was Great Shang Dynasty's Grand Preceptor, Wen Zhong.
"Your Majesty."
Wen Zhong's voice was as loud as a bell, echoing throughout the grand hall.
"An urgent report has arrived from the North Sea."
"Yuan Futong has joined forces with the other seventy-one vassals and openly raised troops in rebellion!"
The moment these words were spoken, it was like a thunderclap exploding on flat ground. The entire Nine Chamber Hall instantly erupted into chaos.
"What?!"
"Yuan Futong! What enormous gall!"
The civil officials, led by Prime Minister Shang Rong and Assistant Prime Minister Bi Gan, all wore furious expressions.
Shang Rong was the first to step forward and bow deeply to Di Xin.
"Your Majesty! Yuan Futong is a North Sea vassal ennobled by our Great Shang Dynasty."
"He has enjoyed the ruler's favor and the offerings of the people, yet instead of showing gratitude, he actually dared to commit such a treasonous act!"
"This matter absolutely cannot be tolerated! We must immediately dispatch troops to suppress them!"
"If the rebellion is not pacified quickly, I fear the vassals throughout the realm will follow his example. When that happens, where will our Great Shang Dynasty's authority be?"
Assistant Prime Minister Bi Gan followed close behind, brimming with righteous indignation.
"The Prime Minister is absolutely right! Our Great Shang