"I refuse to submit!"
The voice rose from below the Emperor-Climbing Platform.
Everyone turned toward it at once.
"Who has such nerve? Only a handful of people have the standing to say that. A minor feudal lord or petty noble doing this would simply be courting death! Slap them with a charge of disrupting the sacrifice ritual, and they'll have more trouble than they can stomach!"
Countless nobles and feudal lords shook their heads inwardly.
Ji Fa could say those words. The King of Wu could say them. Chong Houhu and Jiang Huanchu could both say them.
But the lesser powers below the Emperor-Climbing Platform had no such right.
Shang Rong, Bo Yi, Lu Xiong, and the other ministers of Great Shang were even more furious.
You think you can refuse to submit just because you say so? This is a slap in the face of every minister, of King Zhou, and even of Great Shang itself!
Yet after searching for quite some time, no one could find the speaker.
Where was he?
"I refuse to submit!"
Another shout, but still no one was visible.
"I, Tu Xingsun, refuse to submit!"
On the third attempt, they finally spotted him.
To think someone so short existed in this world. He stood barely four feet tall, yet lacked a child's innocence. His face was the color of yellow earth, and he looked thoroughly sleazy.
"Who is this man? Which feudal lord is he, or whose son?"
"Never seen him before."
"If any family had a son like that, I certainly wouldn't forget him, but..."
Many were puzzled.
Only Fajie paused slightly upon seeing Tu Xingsun. "It's him?"
"Daoist, do you know this man?"
King Du Yu asked, and the others also turned to Fajie. Thanks to the King of Wu's promotion, everyone