No one at the scene responded; everyone remained silent.
Because answering at this moment, no matter how one responded, would seem somewhat inappropriate to Emperor Xuanwu.
They couldn't answer with grievances; replying like that might mean losing their heads the next moment.
Neither dared they say they had no grievances; after all, Emperor Xuanwu had a penetrating mind, and someone who had sat in this position for so long could see through their thoughts at a glance.
Therefore, staying silent was the best choice for them.
Emperor Xuanwu's gaze swept over them; although there was no change on the surface, a hint of disappointment flickered in his eyes.
Having sat on this dragon throne for so long didn't mean he enjoyed the wealth and honor, nor that he liked being on this throne.
In fact, since he once led a ragtag team from being a commoner to this level, what he liked most were those who refused to bow to authority and fate.
