Ye Wuyang completely lost his temper.
When only eight hundred pitch-black pupils remained in the void, he suddenly realized.
Getting beaten didn't stop him from talking!
The only way out now was to quickly mention the wager, and as for the outcome, whether the other party accepted or not, that was no longer his concern.
Ye Wuyang felt that for the grand scheme of the Demon Sect, he had done all he could and even if the Great Elder inquired later, he would have an explanation ready.
With that thought, the seven hundred and eighty-nine black pupils in the void, facing Jin Xu's golden lightning, spoke in unison.
"Emperor Zhao, since the founding of the Great Xia Dynasty, you have adhered to the national policy that prioritizes the welfare of the people. Today, as you ascend the throne and in the presence of all the guests and major powers from the Nine Provinces (broadcasted)—you wouldn't disregard the lives of one hundred thousand citizens of Great Xia!
