Within the vast hall where the conference was ongoing, a suffocating silence descended the moment Asher's voice faded into stillness. The air itself felt heavy, as though the very walls held their breath. When he had stepped forward to speak, the crowd had anticipated something entirely different.
Many among them had assumed he would seize the opportunity to further elevate his popularity, to secure admiration and prestige that many desperately sought in such a public setting. A moment like this, under the eyes of nobles, scholars, and aspirants alike, was a treasure trove for anyone wishing to shape their image.
But, the Tenth Sun had done the complete opposite.
