Where is he?

Undeterred, a noble named Lord Gao, a man who had long coveted the Imperial throne for himself and whose faction still refused to believe the truth, rose to his feet. "How can we be certain you are truly the child of Imperial Lord Han?" he challenged, his voice laced with scepticism. 

Gao and his cronies, desperate to cling to their fading ambitions, clung to the hope that this was some elaborate ruse, a puppet being placed on the throne by Marshal Wu.

They couldn't deny, however, the unsettling feeling that had washed over them when Han Xin entered the court. They had felt the undeniable weight of his presence, the primal urge to kneel, the chilling certainty that defiance would be met with swift and decisive retribution. 

Even under Imperial Lord Xiang, they had never felt such an oppressive force. But pride and ambition blinded them to the obvious truth. They would not, could not, admit the truth of what they felt in their bones.