A grand Treading Down the Law, witnessed by countless people, ended with the most magnificent finale. Luo Ling was very satisfied with its effect. Whichever of the Feudal Lords present founded a new Dynasty, he would carry a heart filled with awe.
The Hundred Schools of Thought went without saying. The leaders of those schools came to pay their respects to Luo Ling with the utmost reverence. The orthodox traditions of Confucianism, Mohism, and Daoism all lay with the Luo Clan, and nearly all of the Mohist School's present Theory Faction were with the Luo Clan.
Few true followers of the Mohist School remained outside the Luo Clan; only the Youxia tradition was left. Some of these people were true wandering knights willing to sacrifice life for righteousness, bearing the spirit of the Spring and Autumn era, while others were simply thieves.
Luo Ling intended to begin settling accounts with some of them, but that would have to wait until Xiang Yu had enfeoffed the Feudal Lords and they had left Zhao City.
For now, the various schools had only begun to show their promise. They had not yet formed Classical Studies Clans and seized power entirely. In the eyes of the Feudal Lords, these people had talent, but could be summoned and dismissed at a wave of the hand; beheading a few was of no consequence.
Seated upright at the head of the great hall, Xiang Yu gazed at the dense crowd below and finally recovered the feeling of being Sovereign of All Under Heaven. He was utterly delighted now, feeling that he had reached the first pinnacle of his life.
The greatest pity was that most of those in the hall were his allies and submitted to him in name only. They had territory, soldiers, money, and