"Have these people gone mad?" Old San from the Hou Family ground his teeth. "Not even a single seat?"
In the council chamber, many councilors watched silently, emotions complex, because after today, many among them would no longer belong here. With the formation of the new council, the aristocratic families had to relinquish a substantial number of seats.
"You still want to negotiate terms?" Elder Xuu looked at him oddly.
"Why can't we negotiate terms? Do they really think they have us completely under their thumb?" A fire kindled in Old San's heart.
Despite being the third eldest in the Hou Family, and having enjoyed numerous resources since childhood, when it came to individual strength, he couldn't even match many of the junior officers in the military. If he really fought for a position, he wouldn't be eliminated beyond the million mark, but he definitely couldn't count on a good birthright.
How could he tolerate this?