Inside the patrol ship, under the watchful eyes of his subordinates, Councilor Hayman braced himself against the control panel with trembling hands.
He tried to sit down steadily, but the increasingly violent tremors gave away his current state of mind.
The entire ship was deathly silent.
Ignoring the looks around him, he could only gasp for air.
It even felt as if he were hearing things.
Just now, Planet Speaker Wilfred Ralph had personally stepped forward—and had appeared just as Hayman was about to make up his mind.
The feeling of seeing a glimmer of hope just before drowning, of being reborn, left him unable to recover even now.
The Planet Speaker's words had been outrageously brief.
Yet what he said had struck countless people like colliding planets.
That single... "good" meant he had completely agreed to that kid's idea without making any changes!
The Planetary Council had actually agreed to this insane revenge plan.
The Planetary Council had actually compromised in the face of a threat.
For someone who had devoted his entire life to political struggles, he had never witnessed an incident where force compelled political compromise before today.
And after today...
He would never forget it for the rest of his life.
The sturdy chair supported his body, keeping this able-bodied councilor from collapsing onto the floor.
At the same time, it gave him enough strength to think.
Great Lightning Owl versus the Tang family?
At this special point in time, the planet's top combat forces had all flown to... that planet.
Great Lightning Owl deserved to be called number one.
So regardless of what happened to Mu Fan afterward, the Tang family would probably be blasted into scraps by that rabid young man first.
Anyone who could casually speak of treason was nothing if not a