The grand tent was in utter silence, even the wind held its breath. Only the king's fury, like a suppressed thundercloud, revealed a deep and terrifying power. This stillness lasted for a while before Guard Commander Ecatl lowered his head and softly advised.
"Family Head, please quell your anger! These two rumors are likely someone... deliberately sowing discord between you and the King..."
"I know."
Xiulote remained expressionless, nodding slowly. The anger on his face somewhat subsided, but the murderous intent in his eyes intensified.
"The first rumor undermines the central royal authority, belittles King Aweit, and covertly sows discord between Aweit and me. The second rumor is even more sinister, aiming to create discord between Aweit and me, exposing the hidden contradictions between the Kingdom of the Lake and the central royal family through prophecy to everyone!..."
At this point, Xiulote gritted his teeth, burning with rage.
