Although Qian Renxue wanted to facilitate Spirit Hall's participation in the Heaven Dou Empire's tournament, she could not arbitrarily stuff Ye Qifeng's team directly into the Elite Tournament.
Otherwise, if things went wrong, it could easily arouse Emperor Xue Ye's suspicions.
Likewise, she could not step forward and offer her opinion on her own initiative. It would be best if Emperor Xue Ye brought it up himself; only then could she properly and reasonably push the matter through.
In any case, as long as she convinced Emperor Xue Ye, nothing else was worth worrying about.
Though Prince Xue Xing and that bunch of fools would definitely seize this opportunity to attack her, at most they could only wag their tongues. They would not amount to anything.
Sure enough.
Just as thoughts raced through Qian Renxue's mind.
Emperor Xue Ye, seated upon the imperial throne atop the platform, saw that no one had stepped forward to offer an opinion and was clearly displeased.
But he did not show it. Instead, his grave gaze swept across the civil and military officials before finally landing on Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, whom Qian Renxue was Camouflaging herself as:
"Qinghe, you are the Crown Prince. The Heaven Dou Royal Academy is now under your control, and you are also in charge of the Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament. What do you think of Spirit Hall's application to participate? Tell us your thoughts."
Upon hearing this, Xue Qinghe hesitated no longer. He stepped forward, placed a hand over his left chest, and bowed respectfully. Only after straightening did he speak:
"Reporting to Father Emperor, your son believes that we may approve Spirit Hall's application to send an academy team to compete within the Imperial City's tournament region."
The moment these words were spoken, hushed discussions