A Projection, Dark Yellow Supreme Blood

"Are you done?" Although Luo Yunyang's gaze fell on Dong Changsheng, it seemed devoid of any emotion.

Dong Changsheng felt an instinctive fear. He wouldn't have said such things if he hadn't been forced.

His heart trembled uncontrollably upon hearing Luo Yunyang's reply. Afterward, he said feebly, "Supremacy, my opinion expresses the wishes of many other senior statesmen."

"Senior statesmen?" Luo Yunyang glared coldly at all the vehement figures standing before him.

He hadn't returned in 100 years, so these changes were considerable.

"In the future, you will no longer be senior statesmen," Luo Yunyang said calmly.

These words left Dong Changsheng and the other senior statesmen dumbfounded. They had never imagined that Luo Yunyang would actually make such a decision.