Scrape! Scrape!
Chastised by the man in black, Jiang Zhongmou reeled as if struck by thunder, stumbling two large steps backward with a face pale as paper and copious cold sweat beading his forehead.
It was no wonder, for the man standing before him was Emperor Tang, the supreme ruler of Heavenly Abode Country.
The man in black berated him again, "Six years ago, when the border was attacked by the Six Nations, the entire region was plunged into untold suffering, countless warriors perished in foreign lands, and city after city fell!"
"Had God Ye not emerged to turn the tides, the Heavenly Abode Country might no longer exist, let alone your position as the Warzone Grand Commander of the Central Plains! Even I must show God Ye due respect, yet you dared to dismiss him!"
"Jiang Zhongmou, what a bold move you've made!"
At these words, Jiang Zhongmou staggered two more large steps back, gasping for air, his face now completely drained of color.
"Your... Your Majesty!"