Inside the Crimson Thunder Palace, the atmosphere was completely different from the tense mood spreading throughout the empire.
The grand hall was filled with laughter and relaxed conversation.
At the very center, Yu Longxuan sat calmly with a faint sneer upon his face while several elders and grand elders of the Crimson Thunder Palace surrounded him.
Compared to before, his mood had improved greatly.
After all, the Fei Clan had already been successfully suppressed.
Although they had not completely submitted yet, the pressure placed upon them was enormous, and sooner or later they would have no choice but to submit.
One elder laughed coldly.
"Hmph! This Neutral Alliance truly thinks too highly of itself."
Another elder nodded in agreement.
"In the end, they are merely a group of clans trying to stay out of the throne struggle while still enjoying its benefits."
"They want neutrality?"
The elder sneered disdainfully.
