Of course, she meant that Pei Yuxian had nothing left but her tongue.
What consequences for offending the Thousand Kings Holy Tower? Hadn't they already offended them beyond all reconciliation? Hadn't they long since come to kill them?
They simply couldn't do it—that was all. Threatening them now was downright laughable.
That was precisely what Ba Lian's words meant, and they immediately struck Pei Yuxian so hard that she nearly staggered.
She truly couldn't do it.
Perhaps Pei Yuxian herself had not completely disgraced herself, but Pei Yushan had been humiliated beyond measure.
Trembling with rage from head to toe, Pei Yuxian knew she could not win even with words. She could only whip her gaze toward the Divine Shuttle Ship where the Tyrant Heaven higher-ups stood and cry with a twisted face, "Murong Jianyun..."
Clearly, if she could not beat the younger ones, she would seek out the elder one—Murong Jianyun, Tyrant Heaven's foremost figure—to lecture him.
But before she could say anything, Murong Jianyun cut her off. "Emperor Yuxian, we have already done all that we should. This time, we absolutely will not protect the successor of Ba Hun to the death. You may question their crimes as you please and deal with them however you wish."
The moment his words fell, most of Tyrant Heaven's higher-ups smiled. Pei Yuxian and her brother needed the ability to deal with the successor of Ba Hun in the first place.
Saying such things now was nothing but mockery.
"Don't laugh. This old man means it..."
Murong Jianyun forcibly suppressed the wild delight in his heart and viciously warned Tyrant Heaven's higher-ups not to laugh. Then he looked back at Pei Yuxian and said, "Just as this old man said before, even if they won the vote, this old man absolutely