Gazing at the Galactic King, whose face had drastically changed, and all the elders, Ying Yue said flatly, "My mind is made up and cannot be changed. From now on, we will never pay tribute again!"
"Your Majesty..."
The Galactic King wanted to persuade further, but Ying Yue gave him a cold glance, "What, do you intend to defy the Emperor's decree?"
That single look sent chills through the Galactic King's entire body, and he couldn't help but lower his head, his voice trembling slightly, "No... I dare not!"
All the elders humbly complied, not daring to speak even a word.
Louke observed and sneered, "You fools, when the sky collapses, tall men hold it up. Why are you panicking?"
The Galactic King and the elders shuddered in unison.
"Besides, you underestimate your Emperor too much!"
