Qing Lin let out a faint, cold laugh upon hearing this. "So you still remember."
The next moment, Dou Sheng-level frost precisely froze over the spot where Yao Huang sat.
The disturbance left both Yao Ming and Yao Huang somewhat at a loss. Qing Lin could now truly suppress them through her strength alone. Yao Huang was thoroughly horrified as well; he could no longer see through Qing Lin's thoughts at all.
"I did not freeze you directly because I wanted you to tell me what exactly you intended to do today, Your Majesty!"
Yao Huang raised his head, nearly obsessive light shining in his eyes. "Your Majesty, everything Yao Huang has done was for you, for the Nine Serene Deepground Python Clan!"
"For me? Good, very good. Go on, then!"
"I know that Xiao Yan is close to you and has helped you greatly. But after all these years of what you have given him, you have likely repaid his kindness many times over. When we went to the Nine Serene Deepground Python Clan back then, had we not already put everything from before behind us?"
"You took enormous risks to go to the Ancient Clan and save him, even staking the Nine Serene Deepground Python Clan itself. Having given so much with all your strength, could even a heaven-reaching debt of gratitude not be repaid? You have long since settled the score!"
As he poured out his feelings, Yao Huang grew increasingly agitated. "It is true that you said you would fulfill Xiao Yan's request, but he never discussed the alliance leader's position with us. The alliance leader should be the most capable person. Your strength far surpasses Xiao Yan's—something he himself admits. Only if you sit in that position will everyone be truly convinced!"
"Even if I