Those few words drifted lightly through the great hall, yet exploded beside everyone's ears like thunder from the ninth heaven.
The Great Elder's face turned deathly pale, and his legs weakened so badly that he nearly toppled over.
He stared fixedly at Xiao Yan, his eyes filled with terror and disbelief.
He had never imagined that this young man could be so ruthless, so decisive—
At the slightest disagreement, he had simply killed someone!
And he had done it so cleanly and efficiently, without leaving a single trace!
What part of him was a gentle young man?
He was clearly a god of slaughter!
The Great Elder wanted to say something, but found his teeth chattering and his throat squeezed by an invisible hand. He couldn't utter a single word.
The tribesmen who had just been indignant and loudly voicing their opposition were now as silent as cicadas in winter. Every one of them had their heads lowered, not even daring to breathe too loudly.
No one dared answer Xiao Yan's question.
No one dared say, "That's inappropriate."
Because they knew all too well—
Say one wrong word, and they would be the next to vanish.
The great hall was utterly silent.
So quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Xiao Yan waited a moment. Seeing that no one answered, he nodded in satisfaction.
He turned to Queen Medusa, and the gentle smile returned to his face, making him seem like a completely different person from the decisive killer he had been moments ago.
"Your Majesty, it seems no one objects."
Queen Medusa stared blankly at him, an indescribable emotion welling up inside her.
There was shock, gratitude, sweetness, and a trace of...
Relief.
She knew, of course, that Xiao Yan could have chosen not to do this.
With the