Jerome Bonaparte's decisive response directly extinguished the last glimmer of hope in Ivanov Gorchakov.
Thinking of all his efforts amounting to nothing, he glared at Jerome Bonaparte with a murderous look.
If he had a weapon in his hand right now capable of delivering a fatal blow, he would have undoubtedly chosen to perish together with Jerome Bonaparte.
Jerome Bonaparte also sensed the resentment emanating from Ivanov Gorchakov and hurriedly called out, "Guards!"
The guards stationed outside the door quickly burst in and swiftly subdued Ivanov Gorchakov.
"Your Majesty, what are you doing?" Ivanov Gorchakov gritted his teeth, asking Jerome Bonaparte.
"Mr. Ivanov, your gaze just now was truly dangerous! I had to be on guard!" Jerome Bonaparte responded calmly.
"Unexpectedly, even as a monarch of an empire, you are afraid of someone like me!" Ivanov Gorchakov sneered.
