These people, who normally can't wait to bash each other's brains out in private, quickly unified in the face of such a critical issue, which is truly commendable.

Of course, this might also be due to my own identity.

Yang Yan has always shown through his actions that he stands with the Eastern Influence camp.

Given his status as one of the Four Emperors, it's actually not surprising that the Eastern Influence would respond so positively to his call.

"What about the others' attitudes?"

Having understood the stance of the Eastern Influence, Yang Yan began to inquire about others.

The "others" he referred to naturally meant the various forces in the West and Northern Europe.

It also included the various powers in the South American region.

Due to various reasons, Yang Yan had offended quite a few of them.

Even in this situation, their attitude was not necessarily very positive.

Things turned out exactly as he had guessed.

As soon as he uttered the question, Zhuge Wushuang couldn't help but slam the table and curse angrily:

"Don't even mention those bastards, each looking big and strong, but they're either cowards or a bunch of shortsighted fools."

"One of them actually said to wait for the Demon Race to come, then if we can beat them, we fight; if not, we surrender."

"He said it was merely two worlds changing their leaders, and that life would go on as usual, with no need to fight to the death."

"If it weren't for Longsword and Ruyan holding me back, I would have made that bastard crawl out of the villa."

Seeing Zhuge Wushuang's indignant look, Yang Yan couldn't help but frown.

He hadn't expected such shameless spinelessness among those people.

"Sigh!"

Gongsun Ruyan also sighed and said helplessly:

"The most frightening thing is that those people are vaguely in agreement with this person's view, and they even said..."

What followed seemed to touch on some taboo, and Gongsun Ruyan finally didn't continue.

Yang Yan raised an eyebrow and pursued:

"What else did they say?"

Gongsun Ruyan bit her lip and said angrily:

"They also said we provoked Manhattan, forcing him to let the Demon Race in, so we bear most of the responsibility."

"Hmph!"

Even with Yang Yan's good temper, he was so infuriated by Ruyan's later words that he laughed in anger, snorting coldly:

"These guys are thinking about profiting from the fight; they're truly a bunch of rats."

He had thought that even with past grievances, those people would at least weigh the consequences in such a crisis.

Even if not making amends, at least rallying together under one banner, right?

But in the end, Yang Yan overestimated them.

These people were actually plotting to have the Eastern Influence take the lead in the fight, planning to come in afterward to pick up the pieces.

That way, they could not only use the Demon Race to heavily damage various Eastern powers but also conveniently grab the glory of saving the world.

The idea was beautiful, but in Yang Yan's view, it was pathetic and laughable.

Judging by the information he's gathered, once the Demon Race successfully opens a path to launch a full-scale attack, even with humanity's full resistance, victory is uncertain.

These people are still scheming that the Eastern Influence and the Demon Race will be evenly matched.

What wishful thinking!

"If they're looking at the Demon Race invasion with this kind of attitude, humanity indeed has no chance of winning,"

Fu Changjian shook his head, expressing deep helplessness.

The just-furious Yang Yan laughed.

"Playing the onlooker? Heh! Dream on."

"Since that's the case, I'll have to drag them all into the water, too."

His words left everyone blinking at each other, evidently unclear about what Yang Yan meant.

"Those guys haven't truly realized the power of the extraterrestrial Demon Race."

"Or they simply think Manhattan represents the Demon Race and is only against me."

Seeing their puzzled faces, Yang Yan explained:

"So, let's give them a chance to experience the terror of high-level Demon Race up close."

"What was on the battlefield before was just a test from the Demon Race. Or maybe a smokescreen; it's not even comparable!"

Everyone's eyes lit up.

Zhuge Wushuang, impatient by nature, quickly asked:

"Do you have a plan in mind?"

Yang Yan chuckled, nodded but did not elaborate, leaving just a line:

"You'll find out in a while." 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Zhuge Wushuang rolled her eyes dramatically, slightly dissatisfied, she said:

"Playing mysterious again! It's really boring!"

Yang Yan's response made Zhuge Wushuang grumble, folding her arms with a sulky look.

If anyone else dared to act like this in front of her, this young lady would surely have grabbed her weapon by now.

But as for the man in front of her, no matter how angry she was, she couldn't muster any hatred.

Not to mention raising her hand against him.

Besides, to be fair, even if it came to a fight, she was not a match for Yang Yan at all.

Although Yang Yan didn't specifically say how he planned to drag those Western factions into the mess, seeing the sly smile on his face...

Alright!

More accurately, it was a confident smile.

With the three of them knowing him well, it was almost certain to succeed.

And, as expected, the ones planning to stay uninvolved would soon find themselves in trouble.

Yang Yan might seem like a good person to most people.

But when he turns bad, he's full of wicked schemes.

Once unleashed, they guarantee chaos and misery.

Despite a lot of things waiting for Yang Yan to handle next, there was no rush for these matters for now.

After finishing these matters, it was already time for dinner.

He held a unique dinner party at the villa.

The dinner party wasn't grand, but it was filled with people Yang Yan was closest with.

Zhou Hanyun and Zhou Hanyu, upon receiving Yang Yan's notification, returned from the academy, bringing not only Lei Ming and Qiye but also the Blue Sky Knight.

However, the dinner, which was supposed to be warm and lively, started off with a rather gloomy atmosphere.

After everyone took their seats, no one spoke, and the air seemed quite still.

Even the straightforward Zhuge Wushuang and usually most carefree Juechen were the same.

The gluttonous Fatty Fuzze, facing a table of delicious food, stayed calm and didn't have any intention of picking up his chopsticks.

It seemed everyone was waiting for something.

In the end, their eyes all gathered on Yang Yan.

Yang Yan naturally knew what this was about.

Everyone present was aware of the imminent invasion of the extraterrestrial Demon Race.

They also understood that when the Heavenly Dao Barrier broke, a battle more brutal than the Ancient Human-Demon War would unfold.

They were not children; everyone knew what war meant.

Once it starts, no one can predict what will happen next.