"What do you mean 'you guys'? Shut your mouth!"
Yu Rong didn't want to hear the Emperor of Beikun's voice and snapped at him.
Thinking it over, he still felt it wasn't satisfying enough; he walked over to his elder brother and stretched out his hand.
"Brother, do you have some rope?"
This kind of person, it's best to find a rope to tie him up, so he doesn't slip away when you're not looking. Plus, his incessant prattling is an insult to the ears, isn't it?
Qian Jiyun glanced at the Emperor of Beikun, then took a bundle of hemp rope from the space and handed it to Yu Rong.
"Throw him in the corner." He instructed.
"Understood."
Yu Rong cheerfully responded.
He found the presence of the Emperor of Beikun bothersome; indeed, casting him aside to fend for himself was appropriate.
Having said that, he took the hemp rope and headed towards the Emperor of Beikun, quickly tying him up securely, then, with a swift kick, he booted him into the corner.
