They all bowed for a few seconds, and Zhao Tian waved his hand dismissively "Now you all can leave and inform everyone about the new emperor."
The nobles, ministers, and sect leaders trembled as they nodded frantically and their bodies moved before their minds could fully comprehend his words.
Some nearly tripped over themselves as they turned to flee, desperate to put as much distance between themselves and this man who had turned the wedding hall into a slaughterhouse.
None of them wanted to become the next corpse littering the marble floor.
As they left, the prince turned his head and hesitated for a second before bowing "T-Thank you, brother."
Zhao Tian sighed in his heart, feeling the pain still wrecking his body, and his gaze flickered toward Li Jia and stayed a bit on Velnorah.
Both of them smiled and walked toward him.
Leaning toward him, Velnorah kissed his lips "Tian..."
Zhao Tian reciprocated the kiss, his hand instinctively resting against Velnorah's waist.
