Ye Luo sat down and didn't regard himself as an outsider at all. Before Yan Huang said the few words about the start of the dinner, he was already in the mood.

His state is naturally that of eating and drinking.

I saw him shooting from left to right, first grabbing all the peanuts on the table, and then tearing off both legs of the roast chicken.

Then, this guy drank the only bottle of wine on the table in one gulp.

The eldest prince and others were stunned for a while.

What is going on? Is this still a person?

Are you sure he wasn't born to a starving ghost?

"This man is the disciple of the Eighteenth Prince? Why does he look like this?"

"It's true that there are just as many subordinates as there are masters. There is no one like this."

"It seems that Yan Wuwei is not here to compete for the throne today, he is here to make fun of you!"

Seeing this scene, everyone in the hall was stunned.

They were all shocked by Ye Luo's actions.

But more than anything, I still want to laugh from the bottom of my heart.

Seeing this, Yan Wuwei directly covered his forehead with an expression like "I don't know him."

Brother, did you not eat before coming here or something? How can you eat so deliciously?

"Don't even look at me, you should eat."

Ye Luo was talking as he ate, and what he said was upright and awe-inspiring, without the slightest hint of embarrassment.

"Weird."

Seeing Ye Luo like this, no one wanted to pay attention to him.

The highlight of today is the final ownership of the throne.

As for other things, they don't have time to pay too much attention.

A long time passed, and the dinner went on very happily. Emperor Yan ate and drank, but the decadent look between his brows was still difficult to conceal.

Everyone knew that Emperor Yan was frustrated.

After arranging the throne, he should enter the Yan Kingdom's ancestral land for seclusion to pursue the illusory path to the holy realm.

"Everyone, I have something to announce today. You must have heard about it before. I am tired. It is time for the next monarch to take charge of the country of Yan."

Finally, Yan Cheng stood up abruptly, holding a wine glass in his hand, with a helpless smile on his lips.

What he said is true. He has been in charge of the country of Yan for countless years.

He was tired, really tired.

And the country of Dayan will eventually be left to the next monarch to take charge of.

"Your Majesty, no, Dayan cannot live without you!"

"Your Majesty, there is no invincible soldier in the world. A defeat really doesn't mean anything."

Seeing this, everyone was hypocritical and each said something to persuade him to stay.

Emperor Yan would not take this seriously.

"I know your good intentions, but I have made up my mind and you don't need to persuade me anymore."

After that, Emperor Yan drank the fine wine in the cup. When he raised his head to look at everyone again, the decadent look between his brows seemed to have disappeared in an instant.

Moreover, his overall state also changed from heavy to relaxed.

And it's extremely easy.

It was as if a huge burden had been lifted off his shoulders at the same time he said those words!

"Your Majesty, we can't bear to leave you."

"Your abdication is a great loss to Dayan!"

Seeing this, everyone was still hypocritical, and some even shed tears.

However, I don’t know whether these tears are tears of sadness or tears of excitement.

"Prince, please say a few words."

Emperor Yan smiled sarcastically, and then looked at the prince in the audience.

This meaning couldn't be more obvious.

This is to allow the prince to succeed to the throne naturally.

Instantly, the atmosphere in the entire palace became tense!

At that moment, it was quiet and even a bit silent.

Everyone present knew very well that the most tense and bloody moment was finally coming.

"Since my father has this intention, as a son-in-law, you must shoulder the corresponding responsibilities. Father, please rest assured that after you abdicate, your son-in-law will still lead Dayan to glory."

Prince Yanbei stood up, cleared his throat and spoke lightly.

His face was filled with strong confidence, as if he was already certain of the throne!

"I believe that His Highness the Crown Prince will be able to lead Dayan to glory."

"Now it seems that His Royal Highness is indeed the best candidate."

"We are willing to use this modest power to help His Royal Highness achieve the 9th Five-Year Plan!"

After the prince finished speaking, many ministers present immediately stood up one by one.

They are all supporters of the prince, and they must stand up and express their stance at this time.

And this also represents the power of the prince.

Likewise, it is also a play.

Let Emperor Yan see that he was right in choosing the prince.

"In that case, my prince..."

Seeing this, the prince nodded with satisfaction and then continued.

However, a big hand was already pressed on his shoulder!

"Prince, don't be so anxious about everything. Who said you will definitely take this throne?"

This big hand is that of the eldest prince Yan Xing!

The time has come. If he doesn't stand up again, he may really have no chance.

"Brother, what do you mean by this?"

Seeing this, Prince Yan Bei smiled coldly, looked at the eldest prince, and his words became a little cold.

As for all this, Emperor Yan just watched with cold eyes and had no intention of stopping it.

According to his original intention, he must let the prince succeed to the throne.

However, if the prince is weak and the eldest prince usurps the throne, Emperor Yan will not stop him.

This can only be blamed on his own lack of strength.

"What the eldest prince means is that you are not qualified to sit on this throne!"

At this moment, the marshal of soldiers and horses beside the eldest prince suddenly stood up, with murderous aura lingering on his body, and the air around the town rumbled.

That was not his coercion, but his true murderous intent.

That is the unique murderous aura that only those who have truly experienced countless battles can possess!

"Brother Imperial, do you think that with the support of the marshal, you will be my opponent?"

Seeing this, the prince did not panic at all, but instead had a faint sneer on his lips.

The prince has the support of the military marshal behind him, which he has known for a long time.

Since he knew it, he naturally made preparations.

"There is an army of 200,000 monks outside the imperial city. As long as I give the order, the army will enter the city!"

The eldest prince also had a sneer on his lips, and his brows were full of confidence.

An army of two hundred thousand monks was his bargaining chip.

And in his opinion, this bargaining chip is enough.

You must know that after the defeat of Yan State, the entire army of monks in Yan State now only numbered half a million.

"Brother, what you said is wrong. As for this prince, none of you can sit on the throne today!"

At this time, the second prince Yan Rong also stood up.

Standing up with him was also the prime minister of the day.
To be continued...