The First Clash (8)

"Pang Fei, you are too impudent!"

Pang Zihuang angrily slammed the table, and said furiously, "Do you really think that We would not punish you? If it were not for the fact that you did not wallow in the mire with them, We would not have let you off so easily!"

"Haha!"

Pang Fei laughed maniacally, the corners of his lips curved mockingly, "Pang Zihuang, do You still think that You are the Emperor of Black Tortoise Country? Don’t even think about sending word to the Head of the Xia family in Pang Ran’s stead. The Young Master of the Xia family is currently gravely ill and that elderly man does not have the time to deal with you. I, however, have already received the promise of the Second Master of the Xia family. Based on the situation at hand, he has full power to make the decision and soon the Imperial Throne will be mine! By then you will all be mere prisoners, hahaha!"

His laughter was full of joy, but his eyes were full of resentment.