Her words echoed in the silent hall, lingering briefly.
Everyone's expressions remained indifferent, but unlike before, nobody dared to disregard her.
After Morgana's introduction, the closest one to her seat followed.
On the left side of the table, a young man who seemed to be no more than 18 years of age swept his gaze through the table, showing an exceptionally heroic disposition.
After a brief glance, he introduced himself casually.
"Ye Fang."
"Immortal Emperor."
Some of the members subtly shifted their gaze, not expecting him to be so young.
Unlike the sharp and mature emperor in their memories, Ye Fang now seemed childish in comparison.
But despite his age or appearance, no one in the room dared to underestimate him.
His title spoke for itself—only a few could be honored with an emperor suffix, and he was the strongest even amongst them.
Although there was no strict ranking in their group, Immortal Emperor Ye Fang definitely had a spot amongst the strongest.
