Option 1: Voluntarily confess to personal crimes to Sha Cheng.

No one would take such a foolish step, as it is well-known that the virtually defunct Shakespeare has no political status. Due to Saudi's unique party system leading to continuous internal and external strife, the national parliament would never allow another existence that could be on par with them. They would remove all hidden dangers, and making this decision would be akin to throwing oneself into the net.

Alternatively: Either flatly deny everything, flee Saudi, or disassociate oneself from the situation—none of these options seem like a proper solution. In this country ruled by the parliament, their principle has always been to rather mistakenly kill than let one go. Even if one were to flee, not to mention whether one could escape, all that one had could vanish overnight if one did manage to get away.

Therefore, the only choice left by the parliament for everyone, in fact, was to rebel, which was the only way out. Everyone was tied to the same chariot, and now they must pull together to get through the difficulty. With Shakespeare still having some influence in Saudi and, importantly, his status in the hearts of the people, despite lacking armed forces, the key was the element of surprise. A surprise attack at the most opportune time could entirely overturn the parliament.

What would take its place would be a brand-new cycle of power. In fact, everyone present was already halfway to being Saudi's ultimate rulers; all that was missing was the execution process. What they most needed now was to find the right moment—they were the true rulers of Saudi.

Beyond that, Feng Yi stressed that the parliament had already begun to move, but only against the Shabak forces. Since Shabak was equivalent to the biggest threat to the parliament, they absolutely could not give the parliament the opportunity to weaken everyone's power one by one. In this race against time, striking swiftly and powerfully was of paramount importance.

Under Feng Yi's continuous and incendiary verbal assaults, the eight scions tacitly decided to reveal their final trump cards. In fact, what Feng Yi uttered last was the fatal blow that made everyone present resolved to make a tough decision.

Recalling what Roland had said, even he couldn't help but sigh at the inscrutability of human hearts—power and interest are forever mankind's weaknesses.

Actually, Feng Yi was also afraid of any delay causing changes, so he asked everyone to provide an answer the next day. This involved not just personal matters but also everyone else's. In other words, whoever was present and heard it was in effect dragged into the mire. If anyone wanted to save themselves alone, it was undoubtedly the same as standing on the opposite side of everyone else.

The very next day, from early morning, the eight powerful elites had already set their accessible and controllable resources into motion...

Spreading rumors, disseminating false information, an intangible storm was rapidly spreading through the major cities of Saudi... In its place, were protest marches formed by rioting crowds. Think of the families destroyed by war, think of relatives who died on the battlefield; unknowing or not, people gathered in droves to join the anti-war ranks, wantonly causing destruction.

As the rumors intensified, the media also found their stories in these moments. News that might typically be suppressed was now flitting about in just a few short hours...

In the afternoon, mobile suits appeared, and as if a steel flood, the troops directly charged towards the Capital parliament. The private armies secretly amassed by the royal nobility immediately surrounded the parliament palace. Their slogans were to overthrow the monarchy, to fight for peace, for freedom, and for democracy...

The news had already alarmed the national parliament, but no one could have imagined that armed forces would launch a raid. Where did these troops come from? The event quickly shocked the nation and surprised the world!

For a moment, the focus of every country was on Saudi—federations, Zana, Pross, Bergheide—every big and small country you could and couldn't think of was paying attention to this unimaginable Super Storm!

This became the biggest news since the war; a war-torn country was undergoing such changes overnight. Who was the major player pushing the wave behind the scenes? It was clear that it was the handiwork of Saudi's power-brokers.

"Dear viewers, dear viewers, I am SS TV reporter Wang Kexin. This war has cost us too much, whether it's family, children, friends, known or unknown, please let us call together for the war to end sooner, let us..."

Click! The reporter's voice was suddenly cut off, and in its place came more reporters venting their emotions in front of the cameras...

The streets and open squares were in utter chaos, and the thriving scenes of the Saudi capital were no longer to be seen. Even the Saudi national flag was torn and snapped under the release of people's emotions.

The mixture of crying, shouting, and ongoing roars had become an inextinguishable melody in the central square of the Capital...

World news segments were dominated by the Saudi video storm. Those normally engaged in gaming, watching anime, or creating content, all turned their attention to Saudi at this moment.

The domestic chaos quickly reached the ears of Kexiao; his heart involuntarily skipped a beat!

Crap, this is bad! It must be Feng Yi's doing! For some reason, this was Kexiao's consistently accurate and unprovoked intuition—the domestic uprising was pushed secretly by Feng Yi.

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