The room was now a hive of murmurs, the once polite atmosphere shifting into something far more tense and uncertain. Whispers spread like wildfire among the envoys and dignitaries, not just because of the shocking news the mysterious merchant had brought but because of how brazenly he had accused the Nephilim.
Emery's blunt words had smeared the revered name of the Nephilim in front of everyone, creating an atmosphere charged with suspicion.
All eyes remained fixed on Julian, waiting for his reaction, especially Emery, who was carefully gauging every change in his expression.
Julian's face had gone pale, and for a moment, he looked shaken, the news of Fuxi's murder cutting through his composure.
"Is this true?! Fuxi… murdered?" Julian's voice trembled slightly, hanging in the air.
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