Gu Hang gently patted his mother's hand, signaling her to be at ease, then turned his gaze toward the other attendees of the meeting.
No one spoke.
Those who had recovered from the initial shock of his declaration instinctively began to weigh the pros and cons of the situation.
What was the Gu Clan's youngest up to?
No one could fathom his thoughts.
Ivan Fatches pressed his lips tightly together.
He dared not speak.
Earlier, when he talked about letting go of the Korolya Governorship, it was with seven parts sincerity and three parts vexation. He knew that either way the Parliamentary Faction wouldn't let him get away, and this huge mess was clearly meant for him to bear, so his words were somewhat empty.
He indeed wished to let go, not wanting to carry this dark burden. The Fatches Family, backed by three worlds, was also struggling to cope, and the pit that was Korolya seemed bottomless.
