Since the two of them had come to ask him about something, it would not be appropriate to refuse. After all, his current identity was Xu Shi, a hidden Big Boss who secretly held a certain amount of real power in Japan.
"What is it?" Chen Mo looked at the two men and asked.
"It concerns His Majesty the Emperor. Because of this disaster, His Majesty the Emperor's entire family perished. But Japan cannot be without His Majesty the Emperor, so we wanted to ask for your decision."
So they were asking about a candidate for the Emperor. The Emperor's whole family had been wiped out, so naturally, someone had to be chosen.
It seemed that Chen Mo's absence over the past few days had made all of Japan's upper echelons somewhat anxious. Japan was a constitutional monarchy, so as a spiritual symbol, the Emperor was indispensable.
The Emperor was like a mascot. They could not do without one. With one, people would naturally have something to place their spirits in. Especially given Japan's current situation, the enthronement of a new Emperor could serve to inspire the people.
If the new Emperor gave a few speeches to encourage the public, Japan's citizens would absolutely spring back to life as if injected with chicken blood. Even if he gave no speeches, it would still be good for him to simply stand there.
"Oh? Then do you have any candidates?" Chen Mo asked. He knew absolutely nothing about the personnel involved, so he could only ask in return. He had never expected that one day, he would be deciding who became Japan's Emperor. It really was rather surreal.
Xu Shi had long since become both a revered and taboo existence among Japan's upper ranks.
Everyone knew that he came from the imperial