(Honestly, I really didn't want to write Dai Tianfeng as the kind of foolish emperor who only knew how to charge ahead and would never come to his senses until severe losses had been incurred. It would be too strange for an emperor raised under the reformed Osman succession system not to be proficient in both civil and military affairs.)
Dai Tianfeng's sudden question caught the three on Mo Lin's side by surprise. No matter how one looked at it, as the emperor of the Star Luo Empire, Dai Tianfeng should have been someone who spoke sparingly. Given his status, even outside public settings, every word he said could influence countless people's thoughts, or even their lives and deaths.
"Your Majesty, it would be better not to call this old man Clan Master Yu anymore. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has already become history. I am merely an elder of Grace Hall now," Yu Yuanzhen said. He did not enjoy conversing with dignitaries and nobles, but that did not mean he could not do so. Since the ruler of a nation had asked him a question, it was only proper to answer promptly. "However, Your Majesty is not wrong. Your way of conducting yourself truly lies beyond my expectations. I had thought that someone like Your Majesty, who climbed out from mountains of corpses and seas of blood, would be colder and more ruthless, stern and unsmiling."
Dai Tianfeng laughed several times after hearing Yu Yuanzhen's words.
"Haha! Mountains of corpses and seas of blood is putting it too heavily. Still, according to our nation's traditions, I did indeed take the crown from my imperial father with bloodstained hands. But that only proves that I was more capable than my other brothers of walking that path to the end,