There was no denying that Cheng Jun had spoken the truth, and his argument made perfect sense. Not only Meng Tian, but even the hundreds of personal guards and confidants present, who were utterly devoted to him, trusted him unconditionally, and revered his will, could find no way to refute it.
"We are willing to awaken our young lord with our blood and our lives!"
As Meng Tian stood speechless, the Meng Clan's senior members kneeling in the hall bowed their heads to the floor together, crying out in unison with tragic resolve.
"Does this... count as forcing my hand?!"
His heart bled, his entire body felt cold, and his mind was in turmoil. Meng Tian muttered to himself with a bitter, self-mocking smile.
As the saying went, the law could not punish the masses. Whether it was softheartedness, divided loyalties, pressure from circumstances, or something else...
Meng Tian was no iron-blooded sovereign, after all. He could not be as cold and merciless as one. Though his loyalty was unwavering and his righteousness towered into the clouds, he truly could not bring himself to wipe out his own clan, brothers, and friends. He did not even know whether he could succeed!
"Think twice, elder brother!"
Seeing Meng Tian like this, Dong Yi, who had not taken part in the affair, sighed inwardly, then suddenly dropped to one knee and urged him to reconsider.
Strictly speaking, Dong Yi was also guilty of knowing and failing to report it. Keeping himself out of the affair was already the most he could manage!
Whoosh...
"Think twice, young lord!"
"Think twice, young lord!"
A dense, synchronized rustle of movement arose. Among the loyal guards Meng Tian had stationed to prevent these "grave offenders" from making a desperate final counterattack, one group knelt to plead