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'Ha! You two old idiots must be dreaming to think that I will let you all step over me. There is no way I, Daugmir the Emperor, would fall today!'....Or this was what Daugmir wanted to say aloud.
But this time, he didn't let his anger take over him since he had already learned his lesson once, and with all these powerful people assembled here and also an army outside, Daugmir knew that resisting would only end up with him facing even more loss of face.
He might be the strongest in the empire, but with the combined effort from the strongest experts in his country and with the use of complicated formations, they would surely be able to restrain him. In fact, they came prepared. Otherwise, he still could have tried something and escaped.
But now, he could grit his teeth and let these bastards lock him up while being forced to hand over his throne to Kale, whom he realized was the one behind all this.
Was he really working with Damien all this time? How did I not see this coming? Fuck you, Damien!!!
Daugmir had never hated a man so much before, to the point his eyes became bloodshot. If he doesn't get Damien in his hands and rip him apart, then he will never be able to sleep.
Still, with his back straight, he said in an indignant tone, "So be it. Since all of you would rather believe the words of my son, who is working with the most dangerous criminal, then I can only step down since all of you are doomed."
"Just shut your mouth already. I never got this recording from Damien. I planted it myself. Do you think Damien can even enter your room? Are you that dumb, trying to accuse me of colluding with a criminal? Next time at least think twice with that little brain of yours," Kale said, leaving no room for any respect or politeness.
He just couldn't stand hearing the words of this dog, trying to still act all high and mighty instead of admitting his wrongs.
"YOU LITTLE!" Daugmir almost circulated his ethereal energy to kill this punk. Since Damien showed up, more and more people were insulting him, especially about his intelligence.
He himself believed to be a very intelligent emperor, and thus these insults were like a slap to his face.
"That's enough, Daugmir. Please don't create a scene," Viran said calmly as he stepped forward with a restraining talisman in his hand.
Daugmir almost wanted to just run for it, but he felt that it would be too humiliating and decided to just simply bid some time while he figured a way to get out and get everything back.
Just because he was going to get locked up doesn't mean he can use certain connections to get himself free. All he needed was some more time.
"Heh, this dog wouldn't create a scene unless he wants a repeat of what happened in the Great Hall or worse. At least admit your wrongdoings, and I would have at least considered you to be a man. But…you just can't help being more pathetic, hm?" Kale said, his words cutting into Daugmir's pride.
"And a cuck like you considers yourself a man? Hahaha, you can't even satisfy your own wife. Grow a dick, son, and maybe you will have the qualifications to be a man," Daugmir snorted, wanting to get one back on Kale and expecting him to go on an outrage. After all, isn't that why Kale was doing all this with a passion…to get revenge?
But contrary to his expectations, Kale calmly smiled as he said, "There is no point in trying to provoke me by using the name of that slut. Now I don't find it surprising that whore would end up on a dog's bed. You two really suit each other. I am really glad you helped me see the truth. Now all I have to do is find her and be punished by the law…a death sentence," Kale smiled, his smile seemingly dangerous.
Daugmir's eyes twitched uncontrollably, but he suddenly felt his cultivation being sealed, making him grimace in pain. Having one's cultivation sealed was a painful process and humiliating, especially for someone as powerful as him.
Kale suddenly got a mental transmission as he asked the others, "Can you all please just give me a few minutes alone with my father before he gets locked up?"
"Of course, Your Majesty," Viran said with a respectful bow and didn't ask any questions as he led the others outside while making Daugmir wonder what Kale was planning.
"Heh, if you are planning to kill me after making them all go out, then you are even more of a coward than I thought," Daugmir scoffed, thinking that Kale wanted to cut him down from anger. However, he was confident in the strength of his body, and surely a lower realm cultivator like Kale wouldn't be able to deal any serious damage to him.
"Ayo, father, did you get scared my brother will try to kill you, hahaha," A rude laugh echoed from the other side as Daugmir turned around with an incensed look, seeing that it was Tristen.
He was in cahoots with Damien too? What the hell is going on? How the fuck did Damien convince both my sons to join him?
But Daugmir's thoughts frozen upon seeing the woman beside Tristen, timidly standing near him.
"What are you doing with my concubine, Tristen?! Get your fucking hands off her!" Daugmir said with a dark look, seeing how Xina, one of his prettiest concubines, was being taken advantage of by Tristen, right before him!
"Ahhn~ Prince Tristen please…Not before him~..." Xina meekly said, though she couldn't control her moans with Tristen rubbing her breasts and his hand in her underwear. She had no idea Tristen was going to do this in front of her husband, but for some reason, she didn't find it that bad.
"Hehe, father, why are you getting so pissed when I, your filial son, cucked you by fucking all your concubines?" Tristen said with a wide smile, making Daugmir's face ashen.
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'Ha! You two old idiots must be dreaming to think that I will let you all step over me. There is no way I, Daugmir the Emperor, would fall today!'....Or this was what Daugmir wanted to say aloud.
But this time, he didn't let his anger take over him since he had already learned his lesson once, and with all these powerful people assembled here and also an army outside, Daugmir knew that resisting would only end up with him facing even more loss of face.
He might be the strongest in the empire, but with the combined effort from the strongest experts in his country and with the use of complicated formations, they would surely be able to restrain him. In fact, they came prepared. Otherwise, he still could have tried something and escaped.
But now, he could grit his teeth and let these bastards lock him up while being forced to hand over his throne to Kale, whom he realized was the one behind all this.
Was he really working with Damien all this time? How did I not see this coming? Fuck you, Damien!!!
Daugmir had never hated a man so much before, to the point his eyes became bloodshot. If he doesn't get Damien in his hands and rip him apart, then he will never be able to sleep.
Still, with his back straight, he said in an indignant tone, "So be it. Since all of you would rather believe the words of my son, who is working with the most dangerous criminal, then I can only step down since all of you are doomed."
"Just shut your mouth already. I never got this recording from Damien. I planted it myself. Do you think Damien can even enter your room? Are you that dumb, trying to accuse me of colluding with a criminal? Next time at least think twice with that little brain of yours," Kale said, leaving no room for any respect or politeness.
He just couldn't stand hearing the words of this dog, trying to still act all high and mighty instead of admitting his wrongs.
"YOU LITTLE!" Daugmir almost circulated his ethereal energy to kill this punk. Since Damien showed up, more and more people were insulting him, especially about his intelligence.
He himself believed to be a very intelligent emperor, and thus these insults were like a slap to his face.
"That's enough, Daugmir. Please don't create a scene," Viran said calmly as he stepped forward with a restraining talisman in his hand.
Daugmir almost wanted to just run for it, but he felt that it would be too humiliating and decided to just simply bid some time while he figured a way to get out and get everything back.
Just because he was going to get locked up doesn't mean he can use certain connections to get himself free. All he needed was some more time.
"Heh, this dog wouldn't create a scene unless he wants a repeat of what happened in the Great Hall or worse. At least admit your wrongdoings, and I would have at least considered you to be a man. But…you just can't help being more pathetic, hm?" Kale said, his words cutting into Daugmir's pride.
"And a cuck like you considers yourself a man? Hahaha, you can't even satisfy your own wife. Grow a dick, son, and maybe you will have the qualifications to be a man," Daugmir snorted, wanting to get one back on Kale and expecting him to go on an outrage. After all, isn't that why Kale was doing all this with a passion…to get revenge?
But contrary to his expectations, Kale calmly smiled as he said, "There is no point in trying to provoke me by using the name of that slut. Now I don't find it surprising that whore would end up on a dog's bed. You two really suit each other. I am really glad you helped me see the truth. Now all I have to do is find her and be punished by the law…a death sentence," Kale smiled, his smile seemingly dangerous.
Daugmir's eyes twitched uncontrollably, but he suddenly felt his cultivation being sealed, making him grimace in pain. Having one's cultivation sealed was a painful process and humiliating, especially for someone as powerful as him.
Kale suddenly got a mental transmission as he asked the others, "Can you all please just give me a few minutes alone with my father before he gets locked up?"
"Of course, Your Majesty," Viran said with a respectful bow and didn't ask any questions as he led the others outside while making Daugmir wonder what Kale was planning.
"Heh, if you are planning to kill me after making them all go out, then you are even more of a coward than I thought," Daugmir scoffed, thinking that Kale wanted to cut him down from anger. However, he was confident in the strength of his body, and surely a lower realm cultivator like Kale wouldn't be able to deal any serious damage to him.
"Ayo, father, did you get scared my brother will try to kill you, hahaha," A rude laugh echoed from the other side as Daugmir turned around with an incensed look, seeing that it was Tristen.
He was in cahoots with Damien too? What the hell is going on? How the fuck did Damien convince both my sons to join him?
But Daugmir's thoughts frozen upon seeing the woman beside Tristen, timidly standing near him.
"What are you doing with my concubine, Tristen?! Get your fucking hands off her!" Daugmir said with a dark look, seeing how Xina, one of his prettiest concubines, was being taken advantage of by Tristen, right before him!
"Ahhn~ Prince Tristen please…Not before him~..." Xina meekly said, though she couldn't control her moans with Tristen rubbing her breasts and his hand in her underwear. She had no idea Tristen was going to do this in front of her husband, but for some reason, she didn't find it that bad.
"Hehe, father, why are you getting so pissed when I, your filial son, cucked you by fucking all your concubines?" Tristen said with a wide smile, making Daugmir's face ashen.
