Heng He watched the severed arms thrown aside, his eyes quickly becoming blood red.
His body trembled violently, but it was uncertain whether it was due to the pain of having his arms severed, or the agony of losing them.
"You... how dare you treat me like this!"
"My territory is right at the southernmost edge of the Southern Border, and if I wish, people can step into it at any time!"
Heng He, enduring the intense pain, said through gritted teeth.
Hearing this, Ye Ling raised an eyebrow and said in a deep voice, "Southern Border King, within the laws and disciplines of the Southern Border."
"What should be the punishment for those who conspire with foreign enemies to harm our interests?"
The Southern Border King's expression also darkened as he said coldly, "For such a crime, execution is warranted!"
As the words fell, Heng He realized he had misspoken.