"How dare you!"
"Presumptuous!"
Upon hearing what Grant in purple Grant had said, the expressions of the several expert guards from Martial Saint Mountain changed drastically, and they shouted in disbelief.
This statement is a veiled attack on the heart, utterly shameless and insidious.
In just a few days, some opportunistic politicians, believing they had grasped the mindset of Emperor Yassin, have been spreading the idea of a "strong subject and weak ruler," arguing that King of Chambord's power is too great and has exceeded the laws of the empire, thus sowing the seeds of division within the empire. They believe that once King of Chambord develops rebellious intentions, the empire will fall into division.
These people proclaimed this theory everywhere, even launching a massive attack, believing that it was King of Chambord who provoked powerful enemies like D'Alessandro, almost plunging the entire empire into disaster, and that he should be held responsible. They argued that only by immediately disbanding Chambord City, handing over his experts and troops, and settling down as the Empire-Protecting Martial Saint of the Empire could Alexander demonstrate his loyalty to the royal family.
In the past, King of Chambord was incredibly powerful, unmatched in the empire, so naturally no one would provoke him. But now, Emperor Yassin has ascended to Demigod and firmly suppresses King of Chambord. This has given some unscrupulous individuals an opportunity, and they couldn't help but emerge. They may not have the courage to fight head-on, but when it comes to intrigue and scheming, they are masters. They want to sow discord between the two powerful figures, reap the benefits, and seek political gain.
Politicians can be this crazy.
Even though their strength was as insignificant as ants, they were greedy enough to provoke the two dragons.
Throughout the history of the Azeroth Continent, countless similar stories have unfolded, and in most of them, these cunning and meticulously planned ants have emerged victorious.
"My lord, you are a genius of exceptional talent. Please consider the interests of the empire and grant our request." Faced with the shouts of the Martial Saint Mountain guards, the purple-robed nobleman Grant displayed a righteous and awe-inspiring demeanor, kneeling on the ground and shouting loudly.
Under his leadership, more than a dozen other nobles knelt down in unison, shouting about the fate of the empire, inciting the surrounding crowd, and coercing Sun Fei.
The expressions of the several Martial Saint Mountain immediately changed.
Today's scene was clearly orchestrated by someone who had been planning it for a long time. They stopped the Martial Saint here in front of many people in the capital, using the fate of the Martial Saint as an excuse to force him to destroy his own strength. All they did was to curry favor with the royal family and secure a bright future, thereby gaining a foothold on the empire's political stage during this period of inactivity.
After all, many people firmly believed that Emperor Yassin must have thought the same thing. However, King of Chambord was a meritorious official and could not speak out himself at the moment, so they simply relayed the emperor's words.
Throughout history, a minister who has become too powerful has always aroused the suspicion and vigilance of the monarch.
Today, under the watchful eyes of so many people in the capital, if the Guardian Martial Saint were to refuse this request, it would definitely damage the prestige he has built up among the common people. It might even suggest that he might actually harbor rebellious intentions.
"My lord, you are the empire's most valiant God of War and His Majesty's most loyal subject. You will surely grant this request, which is entirely beneficial to the empire. You will not hoard troops for personal gain, will you?" Grant, roared, adding fuel to the fire.
"Yes, sir, if you don't agree, we'll die right here in front of you."
"For the fate of the empire, for the peace of the empire, what does it matter if we die?"
Seeing this, the other purple-robed men's companions shouted and continued to berate Sun Fei. These people cleverly used language to block Sun Fei's path to punish them. They considered themselves loyal subjects and occupied the moral high ground. If Sun Fei punished them, it would be a sign of disloyalty.
The guards of Martial Saint Mountain had already changed their expressions drastically.
However, they dared not speak up or try to drive these guys away. Although this situation was not a battlefield, it was far more dangerous. Public opinion could be devastating, and if it was not handled properly, the Martial Saint's prestige among the people would be completely ruined.
To everyone's surprise, Sun Fei didn't react at all.
He frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something, and listened quietly as they finished speaking. No one interrupted him at all. After they finished, his gaze swept over their faces one by one, finally landing on the man in the purple robe.
In that instant, the man in purple robes felt an overwhelming weight, as if a mountain were pressing down on him, enveloping his entire body.
In that instant, he realized just how powerful this man was; with the flick of a single finger, he could kill his entire group a hundred times over.
"Tell me, who sent you? How did you know I would be passing by here at this time today?" Sun Fei asked in a low voice, frowning.
The reason he had endured for so long was that he was trying to figure out who was manipulating everything behind the scenes, and who wanted to use these people to say these things. He had just received the emperor's summons and was passing by when he was ambushed by this group of people. Could it be...? Sun Fei thought of a bad possibility.
Sun Fei gently shook his head, setting aside all his speculations.
"No one sent us here. We came for the fate of the Empire. We... we have been waiting for you here every day, my lord..." The purple-robed nobleman Grant's expression flickered slightly before he continued his performance.
"The fate of the empire? You keep talking about the fate of the empire, but how could the fate of the empire be controlled by you scum who are worse than pigs and dogs? Hmph, a few swarming flies, yet you put on a mask of loyalty and patriotism. Shameless to the extreme, you ants, so audacious as to plot against me?"
Sun Fei's expression was cold. As soon as he finished speaking, he gently slapped down with his palm in mid-air.
Bang!
Before the purple-robed nobleman Grant could even react to what was happening, he was nailed to the stone slab beneath the ground, with only his head sticking out.
Sun Fei's exertion of force was extremely skillful. Despite this, Grant was not injured. After realizing what had happened, his face was filled with fear, and his mind went blank. He simply couldn't believe that King of Chambord would dare to make a direct move, which greatly exceeded their expectations before the operation.
However, he soon discovered that he was not injured.
This discovery led him to misunderstand something, and he suddenly became bolder.
After a moment of stunned silence, he suddenly opened his mouth like a pig being slaughtered and screamed hysterically, "Ah, help! Martial Saint, how can you do this... You can kill me, but the people of the empire will remember me. For the fate of the empire, even in death, I will stick to my principles. I am a loyal subject... Your Majesty Yassin, Grant is your most trusted servant, and I am willing to die for you..."
After a brief moment of panic and screaming, the group behind him immediately started jeering.
" Martial Saint, you have disappointed us greatly..."
"Does Your Excellency, the Martial Saint, intend to betray the royal family?"
"Hmph, refusing to relinquish control of Chambord City clearly indicates disloyalty!"
Upon hearing this, Sun Fei didn't even glance at them, walking straight past them towards the palace. Several people exchanged glances, trying to cling to Sun Fei 'Sun Fei coattails, but they couldn't even get within a meter of him. They were repelled by an invisible force. How could they possibly get close to a Great Sun-Rank Venerable expert if he didn't want to?
The shouts and clamor of the group suddenly became even more frenzied.
Sun Fei a few steps, then stopped, waving his hand impatiently and saying, "Since that's how it is, then kill them all!"
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