Perhaps due to experiencing similar scenes three times before, exposure to it built up my ability to bear it. What one is used to seeing doesn't surprise one anymore.
Swallowing his grief, after announcing his son's funeral, an indignant Emperor Bimon holding his deceased Crown Prince, turned around and left, leaving a group of startled and confused guests behind.
Without much hesitation, the guests who had come to their senses, began to take their leave hurriedly. If they didn't make their escapes now, whether they could escape later, was a complete unknown.
No one dared to gamble on what sort of outrageous acts a three hundred-year-old man, overwhelmed with the grief of losing his son, could commit.
In case this eccentric old man, in his fit of fury, decided to drag everyone into mourning with him for his ill-fated son, that would be a real tragedy.
When they left the banquet hall, all the guests started to run for their lives, heading straight for the city gate at top speed.
