"Your Majesty, please do not let anger damage your dragon body. Although Lord Chen has angered you greatly, punishing him is only natural. However, there is some truth in what Helian National Master says. In these times of trouble, when manpower is needed, it may be appropriate to offer some appeasement."
"Appeasement?"
"Are you asking me to bow my head?"
Emperor Wu slammed the table with a bang, laughing in anger, his pupils glinting with a terrifying intent to kill.
Feng Bao's brow twitched, he quickly knelt, body prostrate on the ground, head lowered.
"I dare not!"
"No one can make Your Majesty bow."
Soon, an eerie silence fell over the spacious hall.
After a moment, Emperor Wu spoke,
"Rise!"
Feng Bao stood, bowing respectfully, he could clearly sense the murderous intent from His Majesty just now, making his heart feel a chilly thinness, also sensing the turmoil in His Majesty's mind.
Emperor Wu's eyes were deep and unreadable at this moment,
