Just as expected.
The moment the Cloud Cliff Saintess returned to the White Emperor Family Main Hall, the White Emperor Family's higher-ups all sprang up.
One after another, they voiced fierce dissatisfaction over Li Yun.
In their view, if the Cloud Cliff Saintess had not meddled in this matter, the original eight candidates would simply have competed normally to decide White Emperor City's Third Holy Son. It would have had little to do with the White Emperor Family.
But now, the Cloud Cliff Saintess had taken the initiative to interfere and made the matter known to all, leading many to believe that the White Emperor Family was using this matter to confront the Liehuang Imperial Clan.
Then, all of a sudden, Li Yun had been recognized by the Liehuang Imperial Clan as an Imperial Clan Descendant, granted the title of Xuan Yue County King, and even participated in the contest for White Emperor City's Third Holy Son by imperial decree.
What the hell was the point of this now?
They had practically been slapped across the face by the Liehuang Imperial Clan in broad daylight.
Once word got out, who knew how many people would laugh themselves to death?
"Ruo Saint, tell us what we should do now. Things have reached this point—if Li Yun truly becomes White Emperor City's Third Holy Son, will our White Emperor Family have any face left?"
"Making wedding clothes for someone else is something that must never happen to the White Emperor Family."
"You must think of a way. It would be best if Li Yun left White Emperor City himself and withdrew from this competition for the Third Holy Son."
Bai Ruiguang said furiously.
There was even a hint of command in his tone.
But the Cloud Cliff Saintess did not indulge him