"But only today did they realize that the military uniforms they had seen before were merely everyday wear in comparison to those at the funeral.
Not to mention when compared to the intricate and resplendent noble attire.
Such things are absent in the Democracy Alliance and the Free Federation.
The Emperor's funeral was conducted following the highest protocol from the Ancient Earth Era, with majestic, solemn, and sorrowful funeral music that could not help but wrench the heart.
The screen hastily swept over the teams on both sides and then shifted to the front, to Prince Xiusi with pink hair and a sorrowful expression.
Following him, one step behind, was a line of seven people.
They were the Seven Guardian Dukes, symbolizing the supreme authority under the Galaxy Empire.
Lin Fu finally saw Fu Xing.
It had been almost a year. The man she had been longing for was now standing solemn and cold at the front row, attending the funeral.
