Drip! Drip!
Beads of sweat rolled down the foreheads of the Allied Army's higher-ups!
They looked at their companion's headless corpse, then at Chu Qing, who still lay on the rocking chair, their heads buzzing.
Arrogant! Tyrannical!
Brutal! Cruel!
They did not even know what words to use to describe Chu Qing anymore.
Over nothing more than a name, he had suddenly killed someone?
And he had done it with a flick of his fingers, without staining himself with blood.
What was he trying to do?
Why was he acting like this?
Before... he had not been this tyrannical!
According to the intelligence from before, he had actually kept a low profile in the way he treated people and handled matters.
How had he become like this now?
Suddenly, one of the higher-ups cried out in shock, "Chu Qing, are you trying to establish your authority using us?"
The moment those words came out, the others suddenly understood.
That was right. Chu Qing wanted to use this small matter to establish his authority.
He wanted to use his illustrious reputation of withstanding the Exotic Treasure Heavy Cannon head-on, blasting apart the War Platform, and making countless troops sing his praises and bow in worship—to establish his authority.
"It's just... Chu Qing, you chose the wrong target to establish your authority against!"
"Your origins are ordinary. Although you have risen now, you still need to recognize your own identity and status."
"You..."
Chu Qing flicked his fingers again.
Two ferocious Air Dragons instantly blasted the speaking higher-up into a cloud of blood mist.
"What you said is right, but I don't acknowledge it!"
Chu Qing sneered.
"When you speak to me, you must speak based on your own strength!"
"Not your identity or status!"
One higher-up turned pale. "Kid, you..."