The surroundings of the Imperial City once more fell into absolute silence.
The principal that Xuan Yuan Po was referring to, was naturally the principal of Orthodox Academy, the current Pope, Chen Chang Sheng.
Princess Luoluo liked Chen Changsheng?
In terms of status and age, Chen Changsheng was naturally the best choice, but the problem was …
The entire continent knew that Princess Luoluo was Chen Changsheng's student, and that Chen Changsheng already had a Daoist companion, the Holy Maiden of the south, Xu You Rong.
What was with Xuanyuan Po's words?
The Great Zhou Imperial Court official slightly arched his brows in displeasure.
The Archbishop of the Western Wastes slightly paled, but he ultimately said nothing.
The Tang clan steward also forcefully suppressed his emotions and maintained his silence.
The Imperial City's observation platform was also quiet. The demi-human personages in the hall looked at each other in dismay, completely at a loss as to how to react.
Was Xuanyuan Po speaking the truth? Princess Luoluo had always secretly liked her teacher? This … how could this be?
At the highest point of the Imperial City, Madam Mu also said nothing, her complexion rather unsightly.
Other than the earliest members of the Orthodox Academy, not many people could guess at Luoluo's thoughts. She was Luoluo's birth mother, so she naturally knew long ago.
What she didn't expect was that Xuanyuan Po would expose this matter in front of so many people.
It had to be known that this matter would have an extremely bad effect on both Chen Changsheng's and Luoluo's reputations.
Why had Xuanyuan Po done this? Was he really stupid, or was he bad?
In the other stone hall, Luoluo also knew of Xuanyuan Po's words.
She recalled the words her mother had said when she left that morning.
Even if you can deceive the entire world, how can you deceive yourself?
She had always carefully stored away her feelings, not letting anyone, not even Chen Changsheng, see them.
She had originally believed that this would continue, but she had not expected that those fellows in the Orthodox Academy had already known.
Now, the entire world knew.
What should she do? She was truly too embarrassed.
She couldn't help but inwardly complain about Xuanyuan Po.
Perhaps it was because of the deepening twilight.
Her small face was slightly red.
For some reason, she was not angry, but rather a little happy.
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… …
The silence was because they were too shocked, so they were at a loss.
Everyone who heard Xuanyuan Po's words panicked and lost their minds.
Silence also meant that the atmosphere would become tense.
"Impudent! How dare you be so disrespectful to His Highness and speak such nonsense!"
The high-ranking official looked at Xuanyuan Po, his whole body trembling with anger. He pointed at Xuanyuan Po's face and shouted, "Someone!"
Before he could finish speaking, and before the Red River Beast Guard had rushed over to chop off Xuanyuan Po's troublemaking tongue, a voice rang out.
That voice was very low, like the ringing of an ancient bell. It reverberated in front of the Imperial City, like the echoes of a mountain stream in a deep valley.
This was not Madam Mu's voice, but the voice of another powerful personage of the Demi-human race.
In the stone hall behind the observation platform, Great Elder slowly opened his eyes, no longer pretending to be asleep. He slowly stood up, walked out of the hall, and arrived at the Imperial City wall.
The mountain-like figure landed far below, shrouding the heads of many people.
The Great Elder didn't comment on Xuanyuan Po's last sentence, as if he hadn't heard it at all.
Regardless of whether it was for the dignity of the demon race or the complex relationship with the human race, this was perhaps the best response.
"What you said just now was correct. The so-called Heaven's Choice ultimately depends on one's own abilities. I hope that you can obtain the blessing of the ancestral spirits tomorrow and walk to the end the day after tomorrow. "
All of White Emperor City could hear the Great Elder's deep and distant voice.
This was his stance toward Xuanyuan Po, extremely clear and distinct, and it might also be his stance toward the Human race.
Thus, there was no longer any difficulty. The official and the Red River Beast Guard prepared to arrest Xuanyuan Po retreated.
Madam Mu stood at the highest point of the Imperial City, silently gazing at the distant mountains, her thoughts inscrutable.
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Just like the Tathagata, the impoverished populace from the lower city left the Imperial City like a tide, drowning the Stairway to Heaven, and then gradually dispersing into the poor alleys and narrow streets. As they labored day after day, it was impossible to say if they would remember today's liveliness in the years to come.
Before dispersing, this black tide first sent Xuanyuan Po back to the Pine Paths.
Tonight, the Pine Paths were particularly lively, but not noisy.
The priests from the Daoist Church of the Western Wastes calmly and warily stood at the high points of the streets, observing the activity around them.
The steward of the Tang clan led several dozen cultivators from the south, using his sharp gazes to stare at all the places where lanterns were lit.
A few stalwart and burly men brimming with strength stood on the perimeter, inspecting all the people entering the Pine Paths.
No matter how one looked at it, it was very easy for a human faction to arrange such an array in the Demi-human capital to cause trouble, and it would seem extremely disrespectful to the Demi-human Court.
Madam Mu had moved too quickly. It had only been a few days since the rumors had begun to spread to the official opening of the Heavenly Selection ceremony. The Human race simply had no time to react.
As the representative of the Orthodox Academy, Xuanyuan Po naturally became the greatest, perhaps the only, hope of the Human race in White Emperor City.
In order to ensure Xuanyuan Po's safety, the archbishop and the others did not care about the dissatisfaction of the Demi-human race. Moreover, they clearly expressed their distrust of the Demi-human race.
The archbishop warmly looked at Xuanyuan Po, and the Tang clan steward's face was also brimming with hope.
Xuanyuan Po understood what they were thinking.
In the view of the archbishop and the others, Xuanyuan Po had disappeared for many years. His sudden appearance today had presumably been ordered by the Li Palace.
"Does His Holiness the Pope know of this matter?"
The archbishop nervously asked Xuanyuan Po, "Or is His Venerable Holiness already here?"
Xuanyuan Po shook his head. "Principal probably does not know of this matter."
From his expression, the archbishop and the others knew that he was not lying and couldn't help but fall silent.
The events that had taken place at the closing of South Stream Temple had already reached White Emperor City two nights ago.
The archbishop was well aware that if the Li Palace knew of this matter, it would pay any price to destroy Madam Mu's plans.
He had also done this. At the very start, he had torn up the invitation to the banquet, expressing his most intense stance.
But if the Pope still did not know of this matter, the Li Palace would not have time to make arrangements. Just what could he and Xuanyuan Po do?
The archbishop recalled Xuanyuan Po's words and felt an intense fear and unease.
If there really was something between Princess Luoluo and the Pope, would the Pope, in a fit of rage, use Sacred Fire to burn him to death?
In his agitated mood, his face was slightly red as if he had drunk a good deal of strong wine.
"I beg of you."
He looked at Xuanyuan Po and solemnly said, "Even if millions must die, you cannot let Her Highness marry that Second Prince of the Great Western Continent!"
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