My Lords, Times Have Changed

Overnight, this Birthday Banquet and this confrontation became the hottest topic on Blue Star.

As a result, the reputation of the Xuanyuan Family and the Heavenly King Qi Ye once again reached an unprecedented peak.

At the same time.

Fengying Country, capital city.

In the dead of night, Absolute Silence.

But the Capitol building was brightly lit.

An emergency meeting is underway.

On both sides of the long table sat military and political dignitaries from the Fengying Country.

There were Military leaders who held sway over their regions, cabinet ministers from prominent Aristocratic Family, and regional officials who sat below the Throne.

The atmosphere was so heavy it was almost palpable.

No one spoke.

Everyone is waiting.

Until...

A figure pushed open the door and entered.

It was Elizabeth, the Second Heavenly King of the Fengying Country.

She left the Xuanyuan Family on the night of the Birthday Banquet and rushed back to Feng Ying overnight.

At this moment, her face was expressionless; she simply walked to the head of the long table and sat down under everyone's gaze.

After a long silence, she slowly began to recount the events that had occurred at the Birthday Banquet.

There was no embellishment, no avoidance of contradictions; it simply stated the facts in a straightforward manner.

How Salman provoked them, and how Su Ye dealt with him...

Speaking of Salman being casually hung on the tree by Su Ye...

The entire room was astonished.

The Assembly Hall was silent for three breaths.

It exploded.

"How... how could this be?!"

"Dong Huang is going too far!"

A high-ranking Military officer slammed his hand on the table and stood up, the stars on his shoulder insignia trembling.

"Who is Salman? He's Lady Freya's disciple! He's the King of the Feng Ying! Su Ye attacks without warning, hangs trees without a second thought. What does he Feng Ying for? What does he take the Congress for?"

"They're clearly trying to give our Fengying Country a hard time!"

"How can a nation be so humiliated at its own Birthday Banquet?!"

Another high-ranking official echoed this sentiment.

"Exactly! Even if Salman is wrong, it should be handled by us, the Feng Ying. Why should Su Ye overstep his bounds? This is a slap in the face to us, the Feng Ying!"

"Dong Huang must give us an explanation!"

"Yes! Recall the ambassador! Cut off all ties!"

The voices of those Main Combat are growing louder and louder.

Some remained calm.

An elderly man with gray hair shook his head, speaking slowly and deliberately.

"Why did Salman go to the Xuanyuan Family? Lady Freya arranged for him to offer birthday greetings. Offering birthday greetings is fine, but why did he attack Old Master Xuanyuan? He struck first. Su Ye is Old Master Xuanyuan's grandson; his grandfather was being bullied, so what's wrong with him intervening?"

"You can't hang people in trees!"

"If not on a tree, where else should we hang it? At the City Gate?"

The old man countered with a question.

"They've already given us face. If they hadn't, would Salman have left the Xuanyuan Family alive? Have you all forgotten who Su Ye just killed in the Divine Realm?"

There was a moment of silence in the Assembly Hall.

"The Demon Race Progenitor."

The old man spoke slowly and deliberately.

"Peak High God, an ancient monster who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, is Big Mountain pressing down on the heads of all humanity! Generations of Human Race have lived under the oppression of the Demon Race, why? It's because of those Thirteen Demon Gods, because of the Demon Race Progenitor!"

"But Su Ye several of the Thirteen Demon Gods, and he beheaded the powerful Demon Race Progenitor with a single stroke."

"What level is Salman? Veteran King. Calculate the difference between King Peak High God. For Su Ye to kill Salman is no different than crushing an ant."

"He didn't kill her, which is already out of respect for Lady Freya."

The Main Combat has fallen silent.

But the peace faction wasn't much better off.

"So what do we do now? Just give up?"

Another high-ranking official shrugged.

"The photos of Salman hanging from the tree have spread all over the internet. Where does that leave Feng Ying's reputation? What will the people think of us?"

"How about... we send a delegation to Dong Huang to have formal discussions?"

Someone tentatively suggested it.

"We've already dealt with Salman's inappropriate behavior internally. Dong Huang should also make an appropriate gesture. If both sides compromise, this matter will be over."

"Let's each take a step back? You give me a chance to back down?"

The Military leader sneered.

"Do you believe that the moment you go to Dong Huang, they'll force you to sign a Dong Huang treaty? What's Dong Huang's strength now, and what's ours? Do you think you're qualified to compromise with them?"

"Then what do you suggest? Fight? Can we even win?"

"We have to fight even if we can't win! We can't just kneel down!"

"You're sending ordinary people to their deaths!"

"That's treason!"

"Say that again, you fucking idiot?"

I said you're a traitor!

It looked like the argument was about to escalate into a full-blown fight.

Just then...

Elizabeth suddenly slammed her hand on the table.

"Have you had enough of arguing?!"

A low shout silenced both the Main Combat and the peace faction who were arguing, upon seeing the princess arrive in person.

Those military and political officials who had just been blushing all turned to look.

Your Highness.

Elizabeth stood up and looked around at the high-ranking officials, generals, and members of the royal family present.

His gaze swept over the faces, some filled with righteous indignation, others with worry, and he slowly began to speak.

"Gentlemen."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it quieted the noisy Assembly Hall.

"On behalf of the Feng Ying Royal Family, I would like to say a few words."

"Today at the Xuanyuan Family, I personally witnessed Su Ye. I also personally witnessed how Salman provoked them and how he was dealt with. I don't want to judge who was right or wrong; I just want to state a fact."

Elizabeth took a deep breath.

"The Dong Huang of today is not the Dong Huang of the past. Of the seven Heavenly Kings in the Heavenly King Hall, five are from the Donghuang People. All three High God are from the Donghuang People. Su Ye was able to kill the Demon Race Progenitor, and his strength is far superior to Salman's. The difference in strength between the Dong Huang Feng Ying is no longer a question of 'who is stronger or weaker,' but a question of 'whether they want to make a move.'"

The Assembly Hall was completely silent.

Elizabeth continued.

"Salman was able to return alive today because Su Ye didn't intend to kill him. Su Ye didn't intend to kill him because of Aunt Freya's influence. But influence is something you can only use once. If Feng Ying clings to its old ways and continues to provoke Dong Huang, I can't guarantee whether Salman will be able to return alive next time."

She looked at the Military leader.

"To those in the Main Combat, let me ask you a question. How should we fight? Who should we send to fight? Salman can't defeat Su Ye, and who among you can defeat Salman?"

The Military leader opened his mouth, but no words came out.

Elizabeth then looked at the peacemakers.

"Fellow peacemakers, the idea of each side taking a step back is good. But have you considered why Dong Huang should take a step back with us? They are the strong one now, and we are the weak one. When the weak one tells the strong one to take a step back, the strong one will only think you have something wrong with your head."

The peacemakers also fell silent.

In the silence, everyone's heart was filled with sorrow.

Has yesterday's glory truly vanished like the wind?