King Tu's decree swiftly spread throughout the entire Qi Fortune Dynasty.
Mysteriously, the dynasty, previously on the verge of internal chaos, suddenly calmed down. The continuously howling warnings from the dynasty's fortune also subsided, no longer sending any alerts to the monarch.
As if in an instant, the dynasty returned to a time when all hearts were united.
In a dark space.
A legion of shadows gathered, some of their outlines seemingly resembling the important ministers of the Great Tu Dynasty's court, a certain robust shadow appearing faintly familiar.
"Did he yield?"
"No surprise at all."
The harpy woman said indifferently, "In such a case, whether offspring or a usurping general ascending to the throne could still do, but the dynasty's fortune would inevitably weaken slightly. Since the original master is willing to yield, naturally it's for the best."
"This way, our merit also increases."
