Quan Sun
"Generals, are you not familiar with the descendants of Emperor Zheng?"
Qin Hao looked at the Right Faction with an oppressive gaze. Even he could sense the contempt and malice in his eyes.
He didn't know what had happened to the Zheng Family, but as a subject, it was his duty to remember his master's kindness.
Could it be that none of the fat generals here had received favors from the Zheng Family?
Hadn't the Zheng Family helped them when they were at their peak?
The descendants of their former master were right in front of them, yet they turned a blind eye to them. Had their conscience been eaten by dogs?
The oppressive gaze made the Right Faction feel heavier and more cautious. Although Qin Hao wasn't a member of the Myriad Cultivator Alliance, he wasn't to be underestimated.
He had Duan Zhanfei, an imperial envoy, and the support of the entire Night Luo Palace.
As long as he raised his arm and shouted, it would not be difficult for him to overthrow Xiang Bu.
At this critical juncture, the power gathered around Qin Hao had become the main force against the Xuanyuan family. Who dared to provoke him?
"Greetings, Young Master Zheng."
"Greetings, Young Master Zheng. I am Xiang Bu."
Only then did they bow to Zheng Qingchi, but it was just a perfunctory greeting. Xiang Bu didn't even stand up from his chair or turn his head.
At this moment, Tsiogua couldn't suppress the anger rising in his heart and glared at the Right Faction.
"Qing Lao, please speak your mind!" Qin Hao stood with his hands behind his back. He was also displeased.
As an outsider, Dan Ge couldn't interfere too much with the Myriad Cultivator Alliance's internal affairs.
Seeing that Qin Hao had intimidated the Right Faction, Qing Lao heaved a sigh of relief. Then, he turned to Zheng Qingchi and begged, "Your Highness, if I may be so bold, I beg the imperial family to return and take back the throne to save the citizens of Zheng."
Thump!
Qing Lao knelt again.
"I beg the imperial family to return and save the citizens of Zheng!"
Whoosh!
The ministers of the Left Faction knelt and begged one after another.
In an instant, the atmosphere in the hall was abnormally silent. Even the falling leaves could be heard. Everyone was stunned, including Zheng Qingchi himself.
The Zheng Clan regaining the throne had always been Duanmu Qinghui's wish and ideal.
Normally, he kept his wish buried deep in his heart. Although he did not speak of it to others, he never forgot about it.
It was only today, with Qin Hao present, that he dared to say it out loud.
He knew very well that it would be difficult for him and the Left Faction behind him to contend against the powerful Right Faction.
But today was different from the past. Qin Hao led Dan Ge into the Myriad Cultivator Union. With the support of the Emperor and the full support of the Night Net Palace, the general trend was already set.
His immense unity far surpassed that of Xiang Bu's Right Faction. If he was willing to support the Zheng Tribe, Xiang Bu would not be able to stop him!
As for Qin Hao, he had already formed a friendship with Zheng Qingchi in private, and with the existence of his relationship with Qing Lao, he obviously would not refuse. This was a great opportunity for the Zheng Clan to return. The right time, the right place, the right people, everything was ready.
"Duanmu Qinghui, are you serious?" Xiang Bu suddenly stood up in shock. He was finally willing to leave the comfortable tiger skin chair.
He had always known Duanmu Qinghui's intention of supporting the Zheng Clan. He also knew that he had not summoned Zheng Qingchi today to reminisce about the past.
But he had never thought that the other would dare to say it out loud. He should have first tactfully conveyed the message to everyone and then acted according to Xiang Bu's expression.
At least, that was what Xiang Bu thought.
It was definitely not Duanmu Qinghui's words that pushed the Zheng Clan back onto the throne.
"Chief Elder Duanmu, this …" Zheng Qingchi had a difficult expression. He also felt very surprised.
"Your Highness, the Xuanyuan Clan has invaded and attempted to swallow up the old lands of our Zheng Clan. The people are anxious and urgently need someone to calm them down. If the Imperial Family returns, the people will reignite their fighting spirit and resolve to resist the enemy. They will not be as scattered as they are now!" Qing Lao said emotionally.
His words were very reasonable. The people of the Zheng Clan lived in the southern border and had been protected by the Zheng Clan for generations. Even though they had changed the name of the country to the Myriad Cultivator Alliance, the Imperial Family had long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. It was not something that a mere hundred years could erase.
If the Zheng Clan returned and regained the throne, they would certainly set off a wave of enthusiasm in the lifeless Myriad Cultivator Alliance.
At that time, not only would the people support them, but the old followers of the Zheng Clan and some hermit clans would also receive the call and respond enthusiastically.
It would play a great role in resolving the current crisis.
"But … how can the present Zheng Clan have the ability to lead you?"
Zheng Qingchi felt powerless all over. His family had suffered such a blow and had completely lost the glory of an Emperor. Not to mention leading the Myriad Cultivator Alliance, even standing in front of Duanmu Qinghui, a half-step Alchemy Emperor, he appeared very weak.
"Haha, First Elder Qinghui, I'm afraid you can't hold back your excitement and are dreaming. The return of the Zheng Clan is no small matter. Why don't we let Young Master Zheng go back first and discuss it in private?"
At this time, a young man with a haughty expression stood out from beside Xiang Bu. He stared at Zheng Qingchi with a cold smile. His impatient eyes were already issuing an order for him to leave.
"Who are you?" asked Qin Hao.
The young man was stunned. He looked left and right, then pointed at his nose. "You're asking me?"
"Yes, it's you!" said Tsiogua coldly. Although the other party looked a little older than Qin Hao, everyone here was a man of status.
However, the people standing here all had sufficient weight, and it was not the place for a frivolous young man to interrupt.
Especially this guy's eyes, which seemed to be chasing Zheng Qingchi away.
Involuntarily, the young man's face twisted, as if he had lost face.
As the grandson of the First Elder of the Right Faction, who didn't know his name in the Myriad Cultivator Alliance?
Could it be that Qin Hao wanted to make him look bad on purpose?
Humiliate him?
"Pavilion Master Qin, this is Old Man's dog grandson!" Xiang Bu said and glared at Xiang Mo. "Speak properly to Pavilion Master Qin. Don't be rude!"
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Divine Sovereign of the Nine Heavens.