Fei Zhao's fingertips tapped lightly on the conference table, his red pupils reflecting the distorted candlelight from the holographic projection.
A bronze candelabra from the Fox Clan's secret realm stretched the High Priest's hunched figure into a grotesque, clawing monster.
His withered, claw-like fingers stroked the fang at the top of his scepter.
It was the canine tooth of the very first Wasted Female, which he had pulled out with his own hands and mounted as a trophy.
"A crazy female like Su An'an."
The old fox's voice was like a rusty blade scraping across metal. "She should be locked in the lowest-grade cage of the breeding camps."
"To think she would dare to publicly stand up for low-class females."
"She has no idea how many planets rely on concentration camps to maintain the sanity of the male beasts."
A cold glint flashed in Fei Zhao's red eyes as he said coolly, "High Priest, watch your words. Su An'an is a Princess, after all. You cannot offend her."
