Analysis of Power

The cabin was filled with Puyu's impassioned, soaring voice. He had clearly fallen into some strange state of mind.

"Today, the Eastern Harmony King of the Blood Qin Empire, basking in boundless glory—the Eastern Harmony King who, together with his father, was granted marriage to two princesses—does anyone know his origins?" Puyu's eagle-sharp gaze swept across every face. Only after a long while did he sneer. "Before he encountered His Majesty Ying Zheng, he was merely the legitimate son of some so-called secret merchant family from the Western Continent, sent abroad to conduct business. His status was no more than that of a Heavenly Temple scripture-bearer abroad, or an itinerant disciple of the Miro Divine Cult."

Jiafanluo, the Miro Divine Cult's itinerant representative in the Eastern Continent, said coldly, "Puyu, are you mocking my lowly status?"

Puyu gave Jiafanluo an apologetic look. "Even itinerant representatives are divided into three grades and nine ranks. Master Jiafanluo commands all the Miro Divine Cult's disciples abroad in the Eastern Continent. How could Lin Qi possibly compare to you? Puyu merely wished to point out that his status was not high."

With a cold laugh, Puyu said in a deep voice, "Let me ask you this: would any of you be willing to let your family's core heir wander outside alone with only a few guards?"

Those present exchanged looks, then all shook their heads at once. What a joke. The designated future successors of so many great and small powers gathered here were figures of supreme nobility. Naturally, they would be protected with the utmost care and receive the strictest elite education. Even if they were sent out to gain experience, the guards accompanying them would be enough to form a small army, with top experts secretly following in their wake.

Puyu slowly