As the question was posed, the luxurious reception room suddenly became silent enough to hear a pin drop.
The representatives of the Conservative Party nobles present either frowned, silently sipped their tea, or took a heavy drag on their pipes...
No one spoke up.
Because since even the strongest legend 'Carver' Lord Harold had died at the opponent's hands, in the absence of direct intervention from the Imperial Guardian, there was very little they could do openly.
...
As time passed, the nobles present left one after another, and at this point, the Duke of Drum, looking grim, beckoned to his butler, Owen, standing to the side.
"Your Grace." Butler Owen bowed respectfully.
"Disclose, through several covert channels, the specific achievements of Rein in defeating the Black Flame Cult, Sea God Sect, and Secret Snake Sect."
"As you command, my lord." Butler Owen's eyes lit up, and he immediately bowed in agreement.
He instantly understood what his Duke intended.
