Inside the crude Main Hall, a solemn voice echoed without end, shaking the earthen-gray walls until they trembled and shed great sheets of dust.
And yet—
"Ha ha!"
Yang Song suddenly laughed. Looking at the righteous and indignant Lin Qianyi, he spoke unhurriedly:
"Orderly inheritance, a history stretching back to distant origins... You make it sound as though every family isn't the same?"
"Across all sixty-seven Supergalactic Clusters in the domain, which family among the council speakers has not inherited its position through the ages, taking it from their own ancestors? What is there to show off about?"
"You're so eager to bring out your background. Does that mean..."
Yang Song raised his brows, the smile at the corner of his mouth neither quite a smile nor not one, while the pressure in his gaze grew even stronger.
"You have a guilty conscience!"
"Yang, you still dare spout nonsense!"
Lin Qianyi was overcome by rage, spraying spittle as he spoke. Yet when he sensed the gaze from the seat of honor, he abruptly stalled.
Domain Lord Qu Hongwen's brows furrowed even more deeply.
"Domain Lord, Qianyi has lost his composure!"
Lin Qianyi took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart as he said solemnly:
"I beg the Domain Lord to see clearly. My Lin Family has guarded Yougu Seat for nearly three hundred million years. We have always been conscientious and diligent, wholeheartedly holding the Anchor Point for Lord Yu Qing, and have never overstepped even by half a fraction!"
"Furthermore, the enormous volume of case files previously submitted to Li Qingshan had emptied out the Evil Slaying Department's archives from the past ten million years. There was absolutely not the slightest omission!"
"If the Domain Lord does not believe this, you may send someone to Yougu