This shout carried a power that pierced straight into the heart, spreading across the entire election site.
The consciousness of the residents who were in excitement was pulled back.
Once they awoke to realize who the owner of the voice was, they panicked momentarily before immediately kneeling.
"Greetings, Her Majesty the Empress!"
"Greetings, Her Majesty the Empress!"
Even those residents not present at the live broadcast knelt before their computers.
The entire City of the World worshipped, a magnificent spectacle.
"Have the Sages arrived?" The butler was also taken aback, instinctively wanting to kneel and pay respects.
A hand pressed against his shoulder, forcibly pulling him up.
Fu Yunshen’s eyes glimmered calmly: "There’s nothing worth kneeling for."
"Sir, this is Her Majesty the Empress," the butler was stunned, "she..."
The seasons in the City of the World are controlled by Sara.
The residents also knew that the pleasant climate they lived under was all thanks to Sara.
The City of the World also housed many animals extinct from the Seven Continents and Four Oceans, such as the Dodo bird, due to Sara creating a suitable living environment for them.
Hence, the noble image of the Sages among the residents was not something that could be easily broken overnight.
Su Wen put down her cup, cast a glance at the butler, smiled slightly, and spoke leisurely, "Just a Sage, and you’re frightened to this extent?"
The Leaangle Family’s manor housed several Sages.
The special abilities of Sage Hermit were absolutely concealed, unknown even to the Sage Academy.
Among many eyes, only she knew all the inside information within the main house.
Through conversations with Ying Zijin, Su Wen also deduced that the ambush on Luyan was likely related to the Sage Academy.
She harbored no goodwill towards these Sages now.
The butler: "???"
He realized that the madam was clearly indisposed.
The election site was silent, Xiluo remained unconscious.
The girl stood tall and slender.
Sunlight fell upon her, tinting her brows and eyes a shade of light gold.
Her sacred elegance was unassailable.
Seconds later, a woman in a lavish palace gown leapt down from the air, landing in the center of the site.
She grasped a scepter, her gaze sweeping with authority, instantly spotting Ying Zijin’s stunning face.
Sara was about to reprimand her, but suddenly remembered that it was due to Ying Zijin’s refusal to kneel before her that she was reprimanded by Louis.
How could she know if this time Louis would, out of mercy, embarrass her again?
Sara took a deep breath, restraining herself from looking at the girl, and faced the public.
"These past few days of election, all of you have worked hard," she said lightly, "Originally this matter didn’t need your involvement, but to ensure absolute fairness, the Sage Academy invited you to oversee it collectively."
Upon hearing these words, the residents felt apprehensive, more awed and flattered, "Her Majesty the Empress weighs words heavily, this is what we should do."
"There were four contests in total, and you all watched them carefully," Sara continued, "I also watched the entire live broadcast, these four contests were splendidly conducted, especially that piano piece, very nice."
Despite her words, her eyes conveyed a trace of annoyance.
The piano piece played by Ying Zijin, although beautiful, unsettled her.
"Indeed, I acknowledge that Ying Zijin surpasses Xiluo in every aspect," Sara’s brows and eyes were cold, "I will not let favoritism for my student blind me from the factual data."
[Her Majesty the Empress is wise!]
[Xiluo, just look, you haven’t learned a shred of tolerance and magnanimity from Her Majesty the Empress.]
"However—" Sara’s eyes suddenly turned sharp, "In the arena, you go too far, treating kin with such cruelty, leaving no room."
"Do you think you deserve to be the head of the family?"
With those words, the entire place fell silent.
"..."
Ying Zijin finally glanced at Sara.
Her eyes remained calm and composed.
"Indeed," Ta had arrived as well, "I just had a look, all of Xiluo’s bones are crushed; merely relying on medical technology, it’s impossible to recover."
Such ruthless methods.
Since yesterday when those people didn’t return, Ta knew that Xiluo’s plan had failed.
Ta’s gaze at the girl flickered with killing intent.
Ying Zijin indeed had many trump cards.
Should she be spared or eliminated?
Ta lowered his gaze slightly.
This matter needs to be carefully discussed with Yao Guang.
It’s been almost ten years since the last appearance of the Tower of the Sages.
But in this attire, the residents couldn’t mistake it.
"Master Ta!"
"Greetings, Master Ta!"
"No need to kneel, all stand," Ta raised his hand, turned, "Magician, how is the situation?"
The Magician fed Xiluo a pill, frowned, "It’s fine, she will recover soon."
Xiluo’s three Sages have gathered!
[There’s no contest anymore, the three Sages are obviously going to choose Xiluo.]
[Tsk tsk, they claimed no favoritism, yet look?]
[I say, Ying Zijin is indeed excellent, but how does she compare to the Sages? Don’t forget, it’s thanks to Her Majesty the Empress that we have our prosperous life now.]
Facing three Sages simultaneously, the judge’s legs also weakened.
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