There was no need to say more about Yin Chuan's dominance.
He looked imposing, his overbearing aura spilling over!
He stood tall and straight, his Blue Silver Tyrant Spear reaching from earth to sky.
A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring
weighed down on the ministers' hearts like a massive iron weight.
Before the kingly edge of the Blue Silver Tyrant Spear, everyone felt the power that came from their hearts.
They made the choice to follow their hearts.
They chickened out.
If the Crown Prince was ascending the throne, then let him ascend. No one objected!
It was only natural for the heir apparent to take the throne!
Who would be blind enough to object?
"Yin Chuan."
This was Yin Chuan's first public declaration that he stood with Qian Renxue.
Its significance was enormous.
Seeing Yin Chuan's domineering and forceful stance, Qian Renxue's heart nearly melted.
He's so domineering. I like him so much!
Qian Renxue stood there in a daze, completely ignoring the setting as she swooned right in the imperial court.
But no one paid attention to her.
Everyone's attention was now fixed on Yin Chuan.
"Uncle looks like this..."
"Why does he seem a little like Cao Cao and Dong Zhuo?"
Tang San watched Yin Chuan's domineering display with admiration and respect, but he also felt a trace of unease.
The ideals of loyalty to one's ruler and love for one's country were carved into his bones.
His uncle had used force in court and threatened the ministers. Though it was incomparably domineering, how was it any different from the likes of Cao Cao and Dong Zhuo, who brought disaster upon the nation?
But Tang San quickly convinced himself otherwise.
His uncle was merely supporting the Crown Prince in seizing the succession!
He was completely different from treacherous ministers