Chapter 253
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After a moment of silence, Long Bufan finally spoke, "Storm City is the territory Your Majesty has bestowed upon me. Naturally, I cannot disappoint Your Majesty. I will continue to be the Lord of Storm City, develop the city, and strengthen the power of the Empire."
Long Bufan stared at the Emperor on the platform. His tone was neither servile nor overbearing, but there was a layer of charm in his words, indicating that he would not relinquish his position as Lord, but would still be a force of the Empire.
The Emperor looked at Long Bufan quietly for a long time before he suddenly sighed. There was a trace of bitterness and complexity in his voice as he said, "The coup this time could be said to have been quelled by you. Most of the credit goes to you. Now, everything in the Storm City is under your control. From our short contact these days, I can see that you are a meticulous person, young and courageous...
Therefore, according to the current turbulent situation, I hope you can continue to be the Lord of Storm City and assist the new Emperor of the Heavenly Flame Empire. "
Hearing the Emperor's words, Yang Baiyu stared blankly at the Emperor with a strange expression, "Imperial Father..."
The Emperor gripped the armrest of the chair with both hands and stood up with great effort. A sickly blush suddenly flashed across his face. Looking at his son, he slowly said, "I am already old. In the future, this Empire will be handed over to you to manage. I hope you can do better than me."
Yang Baiyu's body trembled, and he immediately knelt down on one knee in joy, respectfully saying, "This son obeys Imperial Father's orders."
"Congratulations to the new Emperor. If the Empire has any needs in the future, I, Long Bufan, will do my best to assist and relieve Your Majesty of your worries." Long Bufan changed the way he addressed Yang Baiyu, giving him enough face.
Sure enough, when Yang Baiyu heard the two words' Your Majesty ', even though he had the calm state of mind of a martial cultivator, his mind rippled and he felt incomparably comfortable.
"I am tired. Long Bufan, you can leave first."
Hearing that the Emperor had ordered him to leave, Long Bufan was even more happy. After saying a few polite words about taking care of the dragon body, he turned around and left first.
After Long Bufan walked out of the throne room, the old emperor's listless eyes suddenly sharpened. He looked at his son, Yang Baiyu, and asked calmly, "Can you control him?"
Yang Baiyu stared blankly for a moment. He didn't know why his Imperial Father would ask this. Although he was puzzled, Long Bufan's figure appeared in his mind. After a long silence, Yang Baiyu shook his head and said truthfully, "Long Bufan is a man who hides his abilities well. Moreover, he is a man of perseverance. In terms of martial cultivation, his luck is like a rainbow. This son admits that he is unable to control such a genius."
"Indeed, with his luck, if he is given a few more years to grow, I'm afraid that even a third-grade sect like Ling Xuanwu Province won't be able to accommodate this hidden dragon. The hidden dragon will definitely rise to the heavens."
The old emperor sighed softly. He stared at Yang Baiyu and solemnly instructed, "Since you can't make him submit to you, you must be careful not to make him your enemy. As long as you can be on good terms with Long Bufan, even if you cede Storm City to him, it will only be beneficial to the Empire in the future."
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