......
Cao Yuankang's words directly sparked a resistance among the crowd.
The so-called century-old foundation of Yangqu was inherently tied to the interests of this core group inside the hall, making this wave of emotion the true thought of everyone present.
Seeing the fervent crowd in the hall, a hint of dimness flashed in Yan Yuchun's eyes as she turned to look at her father Yan Chenzhou, noticing that he still had his eyes closed, saying nothing. She too chose silence.
At the top, Cao Qianyang's expression finally turned satisfied.
"You are all right, the century-old foundation of Yangqu cannot be handed over..."
"By Alliance Leader Order! Lord of Yangqu, Cao Qianyang, come to receive the order!"
Just as Cao Qianyang began speaking, before he could finish, a tremendous voice suddenly echoed from above the Town Hall.
The voice came down from above the hall, and the speaker had evidently amplified it, ensuring that everyone in the city could hear it.
