Great Yu Council, Seeking Compromise

"No!" The Emperor's gaze flickered with turmoil. The former demeanor of authority and composure had vanished, replaced only by a profound sense of crisis.

The prophecy of the National Preceptor pierced Emperor Yu's heart like a needle, leaving him anxious and restless.

With the National Preceptor now deceased, Emperor Yu wiped away a few forced tears and hastily arranged for the burial, immediately convening an urgent council of ministers.

"Dong, dong, dong!" The gathering bell resonated, shaking the entire officialdom of Great Yu.

The gathering bell was only rung in times of emergency! Now that it sounded, ministers, regardless of their current tasks, hurried towards the direction of the palace.

Civil and military officials assembled in the court, and Emperor Yu had already taken his seat upon the dragon throne. As the ministers arrived, a eunuch announced loudly, "The council begins!"