The silence in Sea God's Pavilion lasted for a long time. In the end, Yun Ming brought the discussion back to the main issue.
"Now isn't the time to discuss those two children. The priority is to suppress the uproar."
Long Yeyue snorted, her silver hair glinting coldly beneath the lights. "I said I'll go to Mingdu and slap that news department director twice. We'll see if he takes it down."
Zhuo Shi replied in a muffled voice, "If you give him those two slaps, whether the trending topic gets taken down won't be the problem anymore..."
Long Yeyue shot him a glare and said nothing, but her fingers tapped twice against the edge of the table. Clearly, she had not taken it in.
"You can't use fists to deal with public opinion." Yun Ming looked at Lan Muzi. "You know the Federation's connections well. Go through the proper channels. Suppress it if you can; if not, let it cool down on its own. The more we explain something like this, the messier it gets."
Lan Muzi nodded without saying much. Going through the proper channels was his responsibility, but whether he could suppress it was another matter.
Long Yeyue leaned against the back of her chair, silver hair falling over her shoulders, her displeasure completely undisguised. At her age, what she hated most was this kind of restrained helplessness.
Cai Yue'er sat across from her, her expression still unpleasant. After holding back for a while, she finally spoke. "How should those seven students be handled?"
Everyone's gazes gathered around the long table.
"Seven against two, and they were shut out," Cai Yue'er said, her voice cold as tempered ice. "No matter who their opponents were, that result is indefensible."
Long Yeyue glanced at her and, for once, did not