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Tianwu City, the Imperial Palace.
The emperor sat upright on the throne, quietly scanning the civil and military officials kneeling in the hall without saying a word.
"A bunch of rubbish."
"In such a vast Tianwu Dynasty, there is no other powerful person in the Venerable Realm except me."
"The Southern Barbarian Land is just a training ground left by the ancestors of the Tianwu Dynasty for the Tianwu Dynasty."
"Faced with the provocation of a mere training ground, not a single civil or military official in the court dared to step forward and lead the troops into battle."
"Withdraw from the court!"
Faced with the silent civil and military officials, the emperor threw the memorial in his hand to the ground and angrily announced the adjournment of the court.
"Your Majesty, I am incompetent and hope you will forgive me!"
As soon as the emperor announced the adjournment of the court, all the civil and military officials who had been silent all the time suddenly prostrated themselves on the ground as if they had grabbed a life-saving straw.
After silently glancing at all the civil and military officials who dared not look up and meet his gaze, the Emperor angrily flicked his sleeves and turned to leave the Golden Throne Hall.
Jiuer, I hope you won’t regret the decision you made.
The Tianwu Dynasty of today is no longer the Tianwu Dynasty of more than 3,000 years ago.
"Yang Feng, look at yourself, you've made His Majesty so angry."
"As a leading figure who graduated from the Royal Academy, you actually took the lead in giving in and not daring to lead your troops to conquer the Southern Barbarians."
As soon as the Emperor left the Golden Throne Hall, the previously silent Golden Throne Hall suddenly became bustling as if it had been moved into a market.
"Liu Ruhai, don't fucking encourage me."
"If I remember correctly, you were once a top student at Haoran Academy."
"In terms of martial arts skills, I may not be your opponent."
"If anyone is going, it should be you who should go."
Faced with Liu Ruhai's obvious provocation, Yang Feng curled his lips in disdain.
What a joke! The Nanman of today is no longer the Nanman that the Tianwu Dynasty could ravage at will.
If I lead the troops to attack the Southern Barbarians, with my cultivation level of a mid-stage Grandmaster, I guess it won't be enough to warm up the powerful Venerable Realm warrior from the Southern Barbarians.
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