The Imperial Emperor stared at the envoys below the steps.
His voice was steady and calm, and it did not waver in the slightest because of the current situation of Peng Joe in Nagaril. A leader might not have much ability, but he certainly needed to display the unique "charisma" of a leader. This was a very special thing; when one possessed this charisma, even a lie could be made convincing. This was crucial for a leader, and it also meant a leader did not need to possess too strong an ability of his own.
Of course, this did not mean a leader did not need ability. His Majesty the Emperor of the Peng Joe Empire clearly possessed this charisma.
A part of this mysterious substance came from history. The brilliant record of the Peng Joe Empire defeating invaders or destroying other countries over and over again made him just stand there.
Even if he said nothing, he was very convincing. Another part came from self-confidence; as long as he had strong self-confidence, he could infect the people around him.
It was like everyone encountering a large rock on their journey. Obviously, human strength could not move it, but if someone stood up and tried it full of confidence, perhaps people would follow him to do this thing that looked very stupid.
And miracles were often born at this time. All of these were possessed by the Emperor of Peng Joe, so the envoys below the steps lowered their waists even more.
His Majesty the Emperor's voice also became slightly louder.
"I do not deny that we have encountered a formidable enemy on the Nagaril battlefield, perhaps the most threatening enemy since the establishment of the Peng Joe Empire!"
"We are indeed in a trough, and I will not avoid