It was a basic and simple truth, without his uncle around, there was no one to protect him, but he didn't think much of it.
After all, despite having received a letter from the mysterious Masters of the Sun Empire, he didn't think they would be stupid enough to act against him.
At the end of the day, he was one of the inheritors of the Throne of the Southern Empire, a true Royal blood of the Southern Empire, if he died in here, war was impossible to be avoided.
Forget about losing power, everyone in there would be losing their lives.
It was precisely with such thoughts in mind that he suddenly decided to have a little fun with the beauties he had 'found' the day before.
He was here on business, but this didn't mean that he wasn't going to have some fun here and there.
Just as he was about to leave the room towards his planned fun, he suddenly felt weak on the head and his knees.
