"Hm." Zhong Zhichang's expression didn't change. "Seeing this is perfectly normal. Do you have any good suggestions?"
Lan Xuanyu pondered for a moment and then said, "I wouldn't dare to call it a good suggestion. But I think the first step is to establish the Federation. Today's meeting felt a bit too calm. There wasn't a single dissenting voice. Normally, at least someone would bring up some objections. Not everyone is afraid of the Eight-Armed Demon God King, right? Tomorrow, the formal announcement of the Federation's establishment will be made, and I'm somewhat worried that other races might secretly collude to do something against us."
Zhong Zhichang nodded and said, "Very well. There will always be some who can't accept the situation. But that's just their struggle in vain. What are your thoughts on the future development of the Federation? For example, what role do you envision playing in all this, as one of the rising talents of our Dragon Clan's younger generation?"
