The submission of various races was no small matter. If they were willing to proactively lower their heads to the Human Race, the Human Race could further test their bottom line.
After all, diplomacy depended entirely on the strength of one's fist. In the early days of the awakening of all races, the Human Race was weak, and they could recklessly antagonize the Human Race. Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west. Today, the Human Race would naturally not be soft-hearted towards them.
Although Qian'er superficially accepted the offerings of several people, he didn't really take them to heart.
Qian'er looked at the backs of several True King-level alien races, and his throat made a swallowing motion.
He would soon make these races understand that equal diplomacy was only established on the basis of comparable strength!
These races, without a doubt, had to become vassals of the Human Race, not allies!
Qian'er understood too well that the reason these races came to seek peace was entirely because of his strength, so he had no soft heart towards these races. He even had the beginnings of a somewhat crazy plan in his mind…
However, in order to prevent them from attacking in groups, this matter still had to be done secretly, preferably avoiding any unnecessary casualties.
The Conferral Ceremony proceeded in an orderly manner. In addition to the people who should have been present to preside over the ceremony and award honors, many people came to Yan Country one after another.
Among these people, there were some familiar faces, and some that Qian'er had no impression of at all. According to Yu Feiyi, many of them were outstanding figures who lived behind the scenes, but rarely showed their faces due to their sensitive identities.
After all, apart from combat, many things were also indispensable to the operation of an imperial machine.
Throughout the day, Qian'er heard too many congratulations, especially the noisy environment around him, which was really tiring.
Fortunately, he finally made it to the end of the Conferral Ceremony, when it was time to divide the sacrificial meat.
Looking at the white piece of meat in front of him, Qian'er felt a burst of difficulty in his heart.
He glanced at Yu Feiyi beside him, with a strange expression on his face.
Although he had to eat this piece of meat today.
But Qian'er still remembered that at someone's Conferral Ceremony, he was also dragged into the water.
When Yu Feiyi reacted, it was too late. Qian'er successfully cut off a piece and sent it over in the name of friendship.
"Brother Yu, thank you for your help over the years. I hope our friendship will last forever!"
Yu Feiyi was a little dumbfounded. This piece was much bigger than the one he had sent out back then.
You kid, you're a little too ruthless!
The crowd under the stage was also very moved when they saw this scene on the stage.
"As expected, geniuses cherish each other."
"I heard that when King Zhen Tian was still a student, he was favored by Lord Yu Feiyi!"
"I heard that King Zhen Tian and Lord Yu Feiyi were classmates!"
"I heard that King Zhen Tian was Lord Yu Feiyi's teacher!"
"…"
Before long, several versions spread among the crowd.
Qian'er looked at the piece of sacrificial meat in front of him, which had almost no color at all, held his breath and began to put it into his mouth piece by piece.
Fortunately, Yu Feiyi helped him share a lot. Soon, Qian'er finished eating his sacrificial meat. Although his face remained unchanged, he very quickly picked up the teacup and took a sip.
Even so, the greasy taste in his mouth almost made him throw up.
Yu Feiyi also helplessly finished eating the sacrificial meat that Qian'er had given him as a gift of friendship, and then buried his head under the table, pretending to pick up chopsticks.
Qian'er looked at his trembling back and forcibly suppressed his laughter.
This grand Conferral Ceremony finally came to an end. First, some high-level figures from Yan Country said that they were busy with official duties and took their leave first, and then the professors from the Imperial Academy also left the scene.
The crowd also dispersed, and only Qian'er, City Lord Zhang, and Yu Feiyi, who had not left for some reason, remained on the scene.
Qian'er knew very well that Yu Feiyi must have something to say to him, so he asked City Lord Zhang to organize the cleaning.
It could be said that the Central Square had been filled with salutes all day, and the ground was already covered with a layer of not-so-thin streamers.
Qian'er and Yu Feiyi walked off the stage side by side and began to stroll around the Central Square.
"Time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, you have become a king."
Yu Feiyi raised his head and looked at the tall statue, his expression somewhat complicated.
"Now, the entire Stele City is in your hands. You must have some political skills. Times are different. Governing territory is not an easy task."
This was the first time Yu Feiyi had said such a thing to him, and Qian'er carefully savored the meaning in Yu Feiyi's words.
"An excellent Beast Master may not be able to become an outstanding political leader, but with your ability, I believe you can."
Yu Feiyi smiled and patted the genius on the shoulder: "You have always been very smart. As long as you think about it carefully, there will be no problem."
As he said that, he raised his head, wondering what he was thinking about.
For a long time, until Qian'er felt strange and was about to step forward to find out, Yu Feiyi suddenly shouted loudly, scaring Qian'er.
"…"
Qian'er looked at the complacent Yu Feiyi, who was obviously very happy that his prank had succeeded.
Then, both of them laughed.
Qian'er understood in his heart that Yu Feiyi was afraid that he was under too much psychological pressure, and was using this method to relieve his pressure.
However, he was actually completely overthinking it. Qian'er's ability to withstand pressure was actually far beyond his imagination.
That night, Qian'er returned to the Royal Mansion and sorted out the various congratulatory gifts he had received today, the most conspicuous of which were those sent by the official Yan Country, as well as Professor Zheng, Yu Feiyi…
Qian'er roughly counted them and did not rush to use them, but hoarded them first. In his heart, there were more important things to do. He first planned his itinerary for the next day.
After a day, he was really a little tired.
The cat maid had already prepared hot water. Qian'er took a bath and then fell asleep soundly.
Early the next morning, Qian'er began to handle government affairs.
With his character, he would never let go of this good opportunity to take office. He wanted to manage everything as quickly as possible!
The first thing was to expand the territory!
Qian'er had not forgotten that the territory belonging to the Sky Curtain Bull, which was originally occupied by the Void Sky Crane Clan, had not been mentioned at all by the Void Sky Crane since the end of the war, except for offering some tributes.
They seemed to really think that this matter had passed, or rather, they wanted to muddle through without the Human Race mentioning it.
Qian'er didn't even notify City Lord Zhang. After thinking about it in his heart, he took his Beast and embarked on the road to that territory.
