All of them were descendants sprung from Prince De Shun, naturally standing as members of the direct line.
The overall strength of Prince De Shun's line was not weak, almost equivalent to a Third-Class Aristocratic Family, but it seemed somewhat diminished compared to that of Prince De Xin.
However, Prince De Shun's vigor was not weak; he was spirited like an old tree revived in spring, always engaging in close talks with people, openly and unashamedly pulling strings to gain support for Prince An.
"Hmm!" Not far away, Prince De Xin let out a dissatisfied snort, "This old fool, De Shun, is really becoming more shameless with age. I am ashamed to be associated with him."
Waving his sleeve, Prince De Xin, with an air of aloof elegance, led his own descendants and was the first to step into Dingqian Hall.
Upon entering Dingqian Hall, everyone fell silent, standing solemnly and orderly according to their grades, waiting for The Grand Assembly to begin.