Wearing a Royal Robe

Meng Chao was silent for a long time. 

"To be honest, I never thought that the future would turn out like this. I'm not sure if a civilization that is forever dominated by one family is the bright and beautiful civilization that I want to see."

"In this matter, your personal wishes are not important," Lu Siya said calmly. "As the saying goes, if you don't take what the heavens give you, you will suffer. Since you have the strength to wear the royal robe, it's no longer up to you to accept or decline this responsibility."

Meng Chao snorted coldly. "What if I insist on not being the so-called First Citizen?" he asked coldly.

"Then you're doing something self-destructive that will also hurt your loved ones."

Lu Siya's voice became sharp and stern. "Let's get one thing clear. The elite soldiers under you are not willing to risk the world's condemnation and put the yellow robe on you because of their loyalty and respect for you.