"The Prime Minister speaks the truth," declared Great General Qiu Shiwang, his Martial Gall having been awakened, "Apart from the Human Emperor, no one can command us, the civil and military officials. If they dare to make a move, we will resist unto death."
"Lost in the cold stars and insensitivity, I devote my blood to Xuanyuan. What the ancient sages could achieve, so can we," said a Vice Minister as he stood up. He glared angrily toward the direction of Jinluan Hall, clenched his fist, and swung it forcefully as he shouted.
The echo of his voice had not faded.
A blue light descended from the sky, enveloping him, and then, three feet of Literary Heart appeared above his head—he awakened his Literary Heart on the spot.
The Vice Minister was stunned, but then he was overjoyed: "Esteemed colleagues, the Human Emperor still protects us; the Human Race will not perish."
"The Human Race will not perish," the crowd responded, invigorated.