At that very moment, listening to Prince Morton, all the clan chiefs and elders present exchanged glances, each watching his nose and his heart, pretending they had heard nothing.
Light could not help taking a deep breath.
Even he, who had always been good-tempered, was starting to lose his patience.
"I shouldn't have called you back."
"Big Brother, don't be angry! It's not like I applied, right?"
Prince Morton still wore that same innocent expression.
"I think it's because you couldn't apply, isn't it?"
Light did not understand his little brother?
The other elven branches needed signatures, which they could obtain from their respective clan chiefs. As his own younger brother, Prince Morton's application certainly would not be accepted casually by Great Zhou. They would definitely have to ask him personally first.
Seeing that his good-tempered elder brother seemed to be genuinely angry, Prince Morton immediately put on an obedient look.
"Is there anything I can do for you, Your Majesty the Elf King?"
After saying that, he even blinked twice.
Light obviously could not truly stay angry with his own little brother. Even though he had been irritated for a moment, that anger quickly faded.
Now, seeing Prince Morton acting cute in front of him, Light sighed.
"All right, there's nothing for you to do here anymore. I still have matters to discuss with the elders and clan chiefs. You can go now."
"Sure thing."
Prince Morton answered and was just about to make himself scarce and slip away.
But after taking only two steps, he turned to look at his elder brother's worried face, then at the elders and clan chiefs who had no idea what to do. Prince Morton sighed...
"As I said earlier, the clanspeople want to go to Great Zhou because life there is better.