A clear voice echoed through the Piltover night. Li Ke was in the Capitol building, broadcasting to Piltover. The entire meeting room was already packed with Zaunite.
Ekko, Sevika, Zeri, Scar, Malson was pricked by Singed), Manzu, Weila.
And Auntie Marna, a representative of the common people, Uncle Kel, the fishmonger, and others.
Silco sat at the large parliament table, head bowed, one hand resting on the table, stroking it, seemingly deep in thought.
Saro was thrown into a corner and guarded by two Zaunite. Several Noxus soldiers were also tied up, and Ambessa, with her face completely swollen and an arm broken, was in a contorted position.
"I'm giving you only thirty minutes. If you members of parliament cannot get to the parliament building within those thirty minutes, I will take Piltover by force. This is your last chance."
"I'll say it again, I'll only give you thirty minutes."
After Li Ke finished speaking, he pressed the button to turn off the citywide broadcast.
Seeing this, Jinx pouted, "I haven't said anything yet."
"Um, Jinx, what are you trying to say?" Li Ke leaned on the table with one hand, his long legs stretched out, and the other hand on his hip, looking at Jinx with amusement.
"Aren't they looking for me? I'd like to introduce myself too." Jinx raised her hands, twirling her two blue braids, completely unaware that Vander was watching her with a complicated expression not far behind her.
Vander is currently very confused.
He had two little cotton-padded jackets, which were also his most important concerns and expectations for this world. But now, Wei, his little cotton-padded jacket, has turned into a leather jacket, the kind with thorns.
But it's okay. Vander felt that Vi had become like this, which was within his expectations. After all, she was rebellious when she was young. As long as Jinx still gentle, obedient, and cute, that's fine.
But now, Vander has discovered that Jinx's situation seems even more exaggerated than Vi's?
What kind of tactical vest is that?
Ah?
"Hmm, the blue-haired madman they're afraid of, the one they have nightmares about at night. Uh, oh, what was I going to say?" Jinx let down her braid, put her hand on her chin, and started thinking as she looked at Li Ke with a gait.
Today she was wearing her classic outfit: striped trousers and a black tank top, topped with a blue denim jacket that reached below her waist. Her legs looked long and straight in the striped skinny jeans. Although she was slim, years of exercise had given Jinx's legs not the slender kind, but rather perfectly curved, wine glass-like legs—full thighs and shapely calves, absolutely gorgeous.
This special talent... is it probably related to her being white? But it's not as exaggerated as Wei's legs. Anyway, it's exactly what Li Ke wanted, perfect to the extreme.
Hmm, except for the chest
Li Ke estimated that his pectoral muscles were more developed than Jinx's.
"It's okay, go on. I'll turn on the microphone for you to perform in a bit. Right now, we're in charge here. You can say whatever you want." Li Ke turned his gaze from Xiao Jin's long legs to her cute little face and said.
"Let me organize my thoughts, Li Ke, don't rush me!" She glared at Li Ke, then walked angrily to Isha's side, squatted down, and began to whisper to Isha.
Sevika looked around. The entire building was under their control. Apart from this meeting room, Zaunite were standing in the corridors and at the entrance of the parliament building.
So, Sevika couldn't help but say:
"Li Ke, why don't we just take Piltover? With your and Vander's abilities, it should be easy for you, right?"
"Big Sister, taking Piltover is easy, but what happens after we take it?" Li Ke looked at Sevika and continued, "Many of Piltover's residents are Zaunites who came from Zaun and became Zaunite of Piltover through their own hard work. Are you going to kill them all?"
"They might even be relatives of one of us."
"Secondly, we can just take their money. We can't handle raiding cities; our own city-state is still under construction."
Li Ke wasn't talking nonsense.
Piltover and Zaun are truly one family. Although Piltover no longer acknowledges Zaun as its sister and has done many disgusting things, strangling Zaun's development, these things were done by the council members, not by every Piltover resident.
Take Seraphine for example; she's from Zaunite. Her father became a citizen of Piltover through his own hard work and owned a record store. There are many Zaunite like him in Piltover.
Sevika nodded, Li Ke's words, "Our own city-state," immediately lessened much of Sevika's resentment.
She is a typical hawk and a warmonger, who would love to destroy the people of Piltover. However, she also knows what is important. Compared to destroying Piltover, Sevika naturally cares more about whether Zaun can become a better place.
"Li Ke is right, Sevika. From the beginning, Li Ke and I never intended to devour Piltover. Instead, we wanted autonomy and to cooperate with them to increase Zaun's productivity. But now I feel we can be a little bigger," Silco suddenly said, looking up.
He tapped the table with his hand, and the smile on his face never disappeared.
"However, we mustn't let the councilors know that we don't intend to take over Piltover, otherwise it will complicate the negotiations," Silco added.
Sevika looked at Saro, "But isn't there a councilor right here?"
"I... I won't say anything, I won't say anything!" Saro quickly assured him.
"It's okay, you can tell me even if you want. I'll just change my mind," Li Ke said to Saro.
When Saro saw Li Ke looking at him, he quickly lowered his head.
Then, hurried footsteps sounded outside the door; it was a group of footsteps.
Then came the knocking on the door. The parliament doors were three meters wide; of course, you had to knock, not just bang.
There was a sound outside.
"Boss, the councilors are here."
Li Ke raised an eyebrow. "They came really fast."
"Malson, go open the door," Li Ke said.
The gate was opened by Malson and another Zaunite, and then a group of Piltover people dressed in exquisite clothes appeared in front of Li Ke and his group.
Li Ke looked at the woman at the head of the group. She was tall, with dark skin and a stunning figure. She wore a beautiful gold dress and low-heeled shoes, and was calmly observing the situation in the room with her chin raised.
Mel had witnessed many grand occasions with Ambessa when she was young, so she wasn't nervous about the situation before her.
But her lack of nervousness doesn't mean the other members of parliament aren't nervous.
Borborok's mechanical face, his metal eyes blinking incessantly, the female senator with a collar around her neck clenching her hands, the heavily pregnant Hoskall bowing her head, and Ms. Kiramman shrinking back but taking a step forward to stand beside Mel.
When Li Ke saw the councilors enter, he smiled and clapped his hands lightly around the round table in the conference room, saying, "Please take your seats, everyone."
The lawmakers instinctively took a step forward, but were stunned the next second.
As soon as Li Ke's voice fell, Vi plopped down in a councilor's seat, and Jinx did the same next to her.
With a light leap, she landed on the chair, lifted her feet in her tin boots, casually placed her hands behind her head, and laid her long legs on the table. With her hands behind her head, she simply lay back in her seat, her Big Eyes full of provocation as she looked at the senator.
Vander's body was too large to sit down, so he naturally reached out and grabbed a magnificent chair embedded in the ground. With a flick of his wrist, he pulled the chair out and tossed it behind him. The chair landed near Senator Saro, making Saro's body tremble.
At Silco's prompting, Sevika hesitated for a moment before sitting down in a spot on the edge.
Li Ke circled the table, passing Sevika, Vie, Ekko, Vander, Silco, and Singed.
He walked step by step to the very center, and right next to him lay Jinx, looking quite arrogant.
Li Ke placed his hand on the chair, stroked the luxurious and comfortable cushions, and then calmly sat down.
Then, he looked up at the group of councilors whose faces were ashen.
With his hands resting on his chin, he gave the councilors a warm and friendly smile.
He said nothing, yet he said everything.
Things are different now than they used to be.
Dear friends.