"One."
As Kanami counted out the final second.
With so many eyes around him fixed on him, the man seated on the left finally understood what Kanami meant.
His eyes widened, and his breathing quickened.
He immediately scrambled down from his seat and crawled all the way to the corner at the far end of the long oval table.
His entire body trembled as he curled up on the bench there.
"We're in a meeting. What do you mean by suddenly changing seats?"
Kanami asked flatly.
"I... I..." The nobleman was scared out of his wits. His mind raced as he tried to find something to say that would keep him alive.
But time was running out, so he blurted out, "I was afraid that breathing the air around Madam would be disrespectful to her!"
The moment he said that, everyone around him froze.
Wait, what?
Afraid of breathing the air around her??
Weren't they all breathing the same air in this space?!
Impressive!
Truly admirable!
Many people could not help shooting him looks of respect.
To come up with such an incredible excuse at such a critical moment—it was practically a textbook example of saving oneself.
Of course, many others looked at him with contempt.
He had actually said something so ridiculous just to stay alive.
Afraid that breathing the surrounding air would be disrespectful!
Unbelievable, kid.
But whether they admired or despised him, no one said anything.
They simply watched Kanami quietly.
Kanami nodded slightly. "So that's how it is. Then I'll forgive you for running around during this meeting. Next time, I'll wipe out your entire clan!"
At those words, the corners of many people's mouths twitched slightly.
He said they were not to call him the Red Emperor, yet he kept calling himself "We"!
The man