The room was plunged into a deathly silence. After a long while, Song Zining said bitterly, “Qianye, no matter how bad the Empire is, it’s still our human race’s…”

Qianye shot to his feet and pointed at Song Zining. “I risk my life for my brothers and friends, not the Empire! Today…”

Song Zining laughed wryly while Ji Tianqing tugged at Qianye’s hand with all her might, finally managing to drag him back to his seat. Qianye wanted to shake her hand away, but his strength became his weakness this time. Qianye sensed that her origin power distribution was fairly odd—she was using the entirety of her strength to bind Qianye and leaving none for her own defense. Shaking her hand away would result in breaking the bones in her hands.

How could Qianye have the heart to do so? In the end, he was pulled back to his seat.

“Let him finish.” Ji Tianqing’s voice was fairly soft and not at all like her usual self.

Song Zining had also thrown caution to the wind, roaring, “You can ignore the empire, leave that business to me, but for whom did I come to the neutral...