"You all, what are you doing? Do you want to drive me, your emperor, to death?" Emperor Tianshu thundered from the dais.
"Your Majesty, please calm your anger, we would never dare to offend you," Chi 2 said, forcing his words out. "The rebellion is fierce, and all the corps are fighting desperately against the rebels. However, our troops are but flesh and blood, fighting against immortal creatures. The sacrifice is tremendous, the consumption too severe. We hope Your Majesty can empathize with their difficulties and provide them with more resources to stabilize the situation and defeat the rebels, thereby restoring the glory of our Celestial Race."
"They want something, I give them everything," Emperor Tianshu roared in anger. "The family treasury has already been emptied. How do you expect me to show further empathy?"
"Could Your Majesty consider releasing this year's taxes to help our race through these hard times?" An 2 also stepped forward to say.