Ling Zichen closed her eyes in anguish and waved a hand. How could she not be hurting too?
"Speaker Lan, Pavilion Master Ling..."
Just then, a Great Kong of the Sky Control Clan approached. He stood two meters tall, his head covered in tentacles, and looked remarkably similar to the Sky Control King.
"What is it?" Ling Zichen asked flatly.
"After discussions within our Sky Control Clan," the clansman said solemnly, "Speaker Lin Yuan's spirit has moved us deeply. Unfortunately, the Federation is now locked in a fight to the death with the Longma Galaxy. For the survival of our people, please allow us to withdraw from the Federation."
"What?!"
At those words, the gazes of Ling Zichen, Yang Hui, Tang Miao, and the others instantly turned icy.
"You intend to desert us in the face of the enemy?"
"This is for the survival of our people." The Great Kong of the Sky Control Clan was more serious than ever.
"After all, when our Sky Control Clan joined the Federation, didn't both sides agree that we would retain the right to withdraw of our own accord should circumstances change? Besides, the Longma Galaxy is filled with hatred for our clan. If we remain in the Federation, we'll only bring disaster down upon you."
"Moreover, we respect Speaker Lin Yuan. Wouldn't our departure also help draw enemy fire away from the Federation?" The Great Kong smiled.
"Of course, we could also sit down and talk. To be frank, our Sky Control Clan enjoys making friends, too. We hope our future friends will consider our clan's position in the Federation Parliament and establish the future direction of the war against the Longma Galaxy. After all, no one understands Longma better than we do."
In an instant, silence fell over the gathering.
Everyone