Inside the command bridge of the Iron Crystal Throne, an awkward silence ensued.
In the silence, everyone looked at each other with astonishment, seeing question marks rising from their foreheads, tilting their heads in bewilderment, unable to comprehend.
What the hell? What's going on? What exactly happened? How did submitting a report to the Ivory Tower change everything as if a hen turned into a duck in the blink of an eye? The times are changing too fast, and all the adults had a sense of absurdity, as if watching primitive people play with nuclear weapons, finding it hard to accept what was in front of them. They were totally unable to react.
It could only be said that Huai Shi acted too quickly, too fiercely, and too ruthlessly. From the brink of chaos to everyone acting as if nothing had happened, it took just fifteen minutes.
Fifteen minutes ago, everyone was on edge, a riot on the verge of erupting.
