"What do you mean, you're actually not convinced?" In mid-air, Zhao Long glared angrily, seeing the expression of the Four-Eyed Spirit Clan's Young Prince, and reprimanded loudly again, "I'm here to discipline you on behalf of His Majesty. You should be moved to tears, kneeling on the ground to accept His Majesty's grace, abandon darkness for light, and pledge allegiance to the Empire. Yet you dare to have an opinion?"
"You..." The Four-Eyed Spirit Clan was choked by Zhao Long's words, trembling as he pointed at Zhao Long, preparing to say something, but was rudely interrupted by Zhao Long.
"What do you mean 'you', still want to argue back? His Majesty is here, you alien race, if you're insubordinate, you should shut up, kneel on the ground, and wait for His Majesty's interrogation, think of how to survive, how dare you speak, pointing at the General, your courage is beyond measure!"
"I..."
