At this moment, a voice suddenly came from below. "I do not support Soloman. I support the women of the Emperor of War!"
The voice was very faint, like the faint glow of a firefly in the dark, almost negligible. So much so that the heavenly official, Soloman, and Wilda, floating in the air, did not hear it.
The heavenly official and Soloman were still enjoying the situation, waiting to see if the women would press further.
If the women dared to continue, they had no qualms about using other methods. At the very least, they could create illusions and bring the women down, tarnishing their reputations as well.
Wilda and the others were still in turmoil. They had already anticipated what Soloman would do after becoming the president, but what was more important was what would happen now. They didn't know what to do.
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