Lin Tiandao: "Really? Is it really that bad? Which one is the Ninth Prince?"
Dongfang Xiong looked at a certain prince and scolded him, "Dongfang Yu, didn't you hear the senior calling you? Come out quickly."
A shivering figure squeezed out from the crowd. He was handsome, but his face was pale and his body was thin, as if he would fall down at the slightest breeze.
That's really bad!
Lin Tiandao: "Are you Dongfang Yu?"
Dongfang Yu said in a trembling voice: "Senior... I... I am... Dongfang Yu."
Lin Tian stared at Dongfang Yu for a long time, then suddenly said with finality, "Very good! It's you!"
Dongfang Yu was stunned: "What?"
Lin Tian smiled and said, "I said, you will be the emperor of the Rising Sun Dynasty in the future!"
"ah--"
Dongfang Yu was so shocked that he was at a loss as to what to do. He stammered, "This...how can this be possible?"
Dongfang Xiong's face changed drastically.
The ministers were also in an uproar.
"Everyone, be quiet!"
Lin Tian shouted loudly, his eyes like lightning sweeping across the entire audience, suppressing the commotion.
Dongfang Xiong's fists were clenched so hard that they crackled, and his face turned ashen with anger.
He had long considered the throne of the Emperor to be within his grasp. To sit on this position, he would give up everything. Even if his father was killed, he would turn a blind eye.
As long as Lin Tian lets him be the emperor, he can even acknowledge the murderer as his father.
But he never expected that Lin Tian would let the Ninth Prince, that useless illegitimate son, be the emperor.
How can this be tolerated?
Seeing the throne about to fly away, Dongfang Xiong no longer cared about anything else and roared hoarsely, "Why? Why is it him? I don't accept it!"
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