Ge Xiaolun looked at the councilors, who were silent as cicadas in winter, his voice still as cold as ice.
"Who else has objections? Step forward and tell me. I can give you an explanation."
No one dared to speak. No one wanted to become the next corpse Ge Xiaolun cut down.
"Very good. Then carry out the reform plan properly. You'll be informed later about the specific details. You may leave now."
The councilors immediately fled in panic. Had they submitted? Naturally not. What awaited Ge Xiaolun next was certainly their counterattack.
Ge Xiaolun had anticipated that long ago. He had been waiting for it.
Unless he completely crushed them into submission, they would never behave themselves. Ge Xiaolun understood that deeply.
Jayce and Heimerdinger understood it as well, but neither wanted too much bloodshed. So Heimerdinger said to Ge Xiaolun, "Please do not cause too much slaughter."
"You can rest assured about that. I'm not a bloodthirsty person. Killing is merely a means, never the goal."
"That's good. I hope those people are smart enough not to make pointless sacrifices."
Jayce let out a deep sigh. He knew his hopes were impossible. Power was the thing most capable of corrupting people's hearts.
Meanwhile, at Caitlyn's family home, Caitlyn had indeed been confined indoors and forbidden from leaving.
Caitlyn's family had no interest whatsoever in reforms. All they wanted was to protect their family's little bit of profit.
No matter how Caitlyn tried to persuade him, her father turned a deaf ear. Caitlyn had run out of options and could only quietly await the final outcome.
After leaving the meeting room, the councilors immediately mobilized their own forces and coordinated with one another. At the same time, they contacted Caitlyn's family, which controlled a considerable portion of Piltover's armed