"Push the blame onto a dead man?"
Someone let out a cold laugh.
"Old Qian, do you think Shrek will believe that?"
"Do you think Pavilion Master Cao will believe that?"
"Qian Gu Dongfeng mobilized two Level 12 Fixed Soul Guidance Artillery Shells. Could he have done that without the Parliament's internal connivance and cover-up?"
"Are you treating Shrek like fools, or Pavilion Master Cao like a fool, by saying it 'has nothing to do with Parliament' now?"
Qian Wantong's aged face flushed red.
"Then what do you suggest we do!"
"Are we just supposed to sit here and wait for him to come kill us!"
"At the very least, we should figure out what he wants first."
Another parliamentarian chimed in.
"Whatever he wants, we give it to him."
"If he wants accountability, we give him accountability."
"If he wants people, we give him people."
"If he wants resources, we give him resources."
"As long as he doesn't overturn the entire Parliament, everything is negotiable."
"Easier said than done."
Zhao Guang could not hold back anymore.
"If he wants your life, will you give that too?"
"If you don't want to give it..."
That middle-aged man looked calmly at Zhao Guang.
"You can walk out right now."
"Go to the gates of Shrek City and wait for him to find you."
Zhao Guang stopped talking.
The conference hall fell silent once again.
Pan Wen had been sitting in the primary seat without speaking, but finally raised his hand at that moment, closed the briefing report in front of him, and then slowly spoke.
"I understand everyone's meaning."
"Two facts are laid out before us now: first, Shrek City suffered almost no losses, Pavilion Master Cao himself is completely unharmed, and he even killed Tower Master Qian Gu."
"Second, some