The civil and military officials hurriedly knelt to thank the Emperor, and they responded respectfully, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The hall was filled with a festive atmosphere.

However, Yvette, who stood next to the dragon throne, appeared uninterested.

In the past few years, whenever the New World Emperor was happy, he would suggest a wedding for Yvette and Sawyer. Fortunately, Yvette was able to postpone the event with various excuses in the past.

Yvette felt drained because she had to come up with so many excuses.

She knew that her father would probably talk about the matter again during the feast with the civil and military officials!

She had already begun to think of new excuses.

Yvette frowned as her mind worked hard on that; she felt unspeakably irritable!

"Your Majesty, something terrible has happened. There is a man outside with a red broken sword. He's attacking the Royal City!" A young eunuch stumbled into the hall and knelt on the ground. His face was pale