How the facts are, sometimes, are not important.
What is important is, what kind of "fact" everyone needs.
Di Jun's thoughts rapidly turned in his mind, yet the expression on his face instantly became extremely solemn and serious. He slowly rose from the throne, a supreme authority that ruled the world diffused around him.
He nodded slightly, his voice steady and powerful, filled with an undeniable decision.
"What all you dear ministers have said is absolutely reasonable and deeply aligns with my heart!"
"This is precisely the core undertaking that our Heavenly Court wanted to do in the past, will do now, and will continue to persist in doing forever in the future!"
Di Jun's voice echoed in the Palace of the Polestar, every word seemed to contain the strength of heavenly decree, imprinting upon the hearts of the gods.
