Quintina had been somewhat uneasy along the way and could not help lowering her voice. "Ang, in front of so many people, you beat an Imperial prince unconscious. Is this... really okay?"
Ang laughed heartily, looking utterly relaxed. "It's fine, don't worry. That guy had been harboring bad intentions. I was just venting some anger on him in advance. His Majesty understands perfectly well and won't blame me for it."
His casual attitude instead quietly lifted the heavy weight from everyone's hearts.
The tense atmosphere eased in an instant, and many people could not help letting out a breath.
The sight of Ang beating Prince Ak senseless in a storm of attacks had set their blood boiling. Now that they saw how little he cared, they could not help feeling a few traces of pride as well.
"Ang, these Imperial nobles truly deserve to be punished. They actually dared to strut around in front of you. They simply don't know the meaning of death!" Dana snorted coldly, unable to conceal the anger in his voice.
Ang smiled, a sly glint flashing through his eyes. "Haha, when we return from the God-Demon Battlefield, I'll speak to His Majesty and have your titles raised a little."
The moment those words were spoken, the crowd erupted, their eyes filled with disbelief and wild joy.
"Really, Lord Ang?!"
"This is no small matter!"
Cheers rose one after another, and both Quintina and Natiya were slightly moved.
Natiya in particular bit her lip before cautiously speaking up. "Ang, you... you're not joking, are you? Why would His Majesty change his mind just because of a few words from you?"
Ang remained composed, a mysterious smile curving his lips. "Don't worry. He definitely will. This time, I'm helping His Majesty solve a problem. He owes me