Qian Er listened to Ao Tianshun's words, a thoughtful expression on his face.
"Not everyone above is a radical. Although the Zhou Nong faction, which is currently the most powerful, is undoubtedly radical, they can't dictate everything."
"Moreover, even the radicals wouldn't agree to openly become the target of all races."
"So, is the Federation really putting pressure on the human race?" Qian Er asked.
Ao Tianshun hummed in agreement: "The higher-ups have a lot to consider. Plus, in the previous battles, the human race's deployment of troops was completely without warning, so they were caught a bit off guard. But it's not a big problem."
"The reason the human race has become a victorious race is largely due to its diversity. Few races are as versatile as humans. No matter the situation, we can always come up with a solution."
"It may not be absolutely correct, but it's not like we're helpless."
"Ice King's move was unexpected, but it's not foolproof. We have countermeasures."
Qian Er nodded. He deeply understood this. The Empire is a vast system with professionals in all fields.
Even Beast Tamers used for combat can possess various attributes.
"This All-Race Assembly, Your Majesty, you definitely have to attend. After all, you can be said to represent the human race even more than the human race itself now."
Qian Er pondered for a moment. He was also a bit interested in this All-Race Assembly. Staying in Monument City was boring anyway.
More importantly, Ice King, that old geezer, actually managed to stir up such a thing. He had to see what was going on.
After some discussion and finalizing the plan, Ao Tianshun left. Qian Er unusually walked out of the Royal Palace at night.
Monument City was brightly lit at this time, full of prosperity. Qian Er turned left and right, finding a dead end with no one around.
In the dark environment, Qian Er stopped and smiled.
"It seems you discovered me a long time ago?"
An old man jumped down from the roof, looking at Qian Er with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.
"What, are you still thinking about fighting me one-on-one?"
Qian Er was a little helpless. Last time, this old man said he wanted to fight him one-on-one, and Zhou Nong had a hard time holding him back. He didn't expect him to come to his door again this time.
As Qian Er spoke, the Blood-Burning Asura with flames all over his body walked out, making the entire alley a little brighter.
"No, no, no."
The old man quickly waved his hand.
"I'm not here to fight. Don't misunderstand."
"I'm here to invite you to join our faction."
The old man smiled.
"Presumably, you must have heard of our faction. Your teacher, Professor Zheng Xin, is an outstanding figure in our faction."
Qian Er shook his head: "Oh, I don't know."
The old man wasn't annoyed and still looked at Qian Er with a smile: "King Zhen, we greatly admire your talent and hope you can seriously consider joining us."
"You want to know the latest news from above, right? Your Monument City is good in every way, but unfortunately, the news is a bit blocked. After all, as a True King, you often can't access the most core information."
"You don't have to deny it. Guess why Ao Tianshun is able to reveal some news to you every time? Do you really think that even though he's no longer in the court, he can always find out a lot of the most core meeting content?"
Myriad Transformations Demon quietly slipped out, isolating the surroundings from the outside world. Seeing this scene, the old man looked at Qian Er with even more admiration.
Qian Er frowned: "Is he Ao Tianshun's teacher?"
The old man nodded: "I have always been upright and honest. I say what I mean, and I don't sow discord."
"Ao Tianshun didn't know about this matter from beginning to end. Every piece of news his teacher gave him was actually aimed at attracting you. After all, their faction is not doing well now."
"It's just that he hasn't said it yet because the time hasn't come. King Zhen, join us. We need you, and you need us."
"All you can do is provide me with some information?"
Qian Er chuckled: "Not to brag, but I think I can get this information from above without any effort. Do you believe that?"
The old man was exposed, but he wasn't embarrassed. He laughed heartily: "So clever. It seems I can't convince you today."
As he said that, the old man shook his head to himself: "You definitely don't lack what we can give you. How can we get you on our side? Sigh, it's really a headache…"
"You still have the mind to think about me now. It seems you're quite prepared for the All-Race Assembly?"
The old man was stunned for a moment: "You still want to trick me into talking. So young, so scheming. No, I like you even more. I must recruit you in the future."
Qian Er smiled. He had to admit that Zhou Nong's old mentor was a somewhat interesting old man.
Seeing that Qian Er was unmoved, the old man turned and left, but he gave Qian Er a word.
"I will definitely be back!"
…
Soon, it was time for the All-Race Assembly to be held. This meeting, which all races were looking forward to, was widely publicized throughout the world.
After all, this matter could be said to concern the direction of the world.
One careless move could trigger a new war.
Ice King had prepared the venue long ago. According to the All-Race Federation's system, those victorious races had their power divided. Because too many races had joined, they still had to be divided into groups.
When the leaders of those victorious races saw that they were actually being governed by non-victorious races, their noses were almost twisted with anger.
However, there was nothing they could do. If they revealed the slightest dissatisfaction, Ice King would use the Eight-Race Alliance as an example.
They didn't have an advantage in a fight, they weren't very reasonable in a debate, and they didn't dare to mess with Ice King. They still needed Ice King's help.
Ice King divided these races one by one. As the leader, He directly governed ten lords, most of whom had a victorious race under them.
Of course, in reality, these lords would mostly listen to the leaders of those victorious races. It was purely a formality to disgust the leaders of those victorious races.
The leader was Ice King, and below were ten lords, all of whom were leaders of various races.
The human race sent more people. Basically, each old faction of Yan Country would send a representative. In addition, there were several True Kings from various countries.
Qian Er was certainly one of the best among them. The moment he walked into the venue, he felt countless gazes.
There were also many races who had heard of Qian Er's great name but had never seen him, constantly asking the people around them.
Qian Er was already used to this feeling. He walked in the same row as the representatives of the various factions, with the other True Kings behind him.
"Ice King, long time no see."
The first thing Qian Er did when he entered the venue was to give Ice King a "friendly" greeting.
