Outside the Imperial Palace, the exclusive motorcade bearing the Imperial Chrysanthemum Crest was already ready.
Dozens of elite members of the Shrine Guard stood on either side, fully armed and solemn-faced, clearing the way for their "god."
Supported by his attendants, the Japanese Emperor climbed into the specially built bulletproof sedan.
The door closed, shutting out all the noise outside.
"Depart."
At the command, the enormous imperial motorcade slowly drove out of the Imperial Palace.
The scene had already been faithfully captured by the cameras of reporters from all over the world waiting outside the Imperial Palace.
"They're out! They're out! The Japanese Emperor's motorcade is out!"
"My God! He really came out! He's really going to the Sacred Mountain to meet that man from the Dragon Kingdom!"
"Quick! Keep the cameras on them! Get the drones airborne! Broadcast it worldwide! We're witnessing history!"
In an instant, the entire world erupted over the motorcade leaving the Imperial Palace!
Every major news website and social media platform was flooded with the breaking news!
[Shocking! Under threats from a Dragon Kingdom thug, the Japanese Emperor capitulates! He has departed for the Sacred Mountain!]
[An unprecedented humiliation! A nation's symbol has been summoned out of his home by a young man as though he were a dog!]
[A god falls from his pedestal! Yamato's thousand-year faith collapses today!]
Longdu, Bureau 7 Headquarters.
Zhang Beihai and the senior officials were also watching the live broadcast on the big screen.
But the atmosphere in the office was the exact opposite of that in the White House.
Everyone wore a complicated expression, mingling shock, excitement, and disbelief.
"That kid... he actually did it..."
A senior official muttered to himself, his voice trembling.
Forcing the Old Witch to kneel and burning down the Sacred Toilet had