Having weathered great storms before, Alex quickly came to his senses. He glanced around and, seeing no guards rushing over, immediately realized something was wrong.
"Looks like you came prepared! If you wanted this position, you could have just said so. I would have given it to you.
"But Butzwig, are you really prepared?
"I've spent so long cleaning up the old man's mess and still haven't managed to resolve all the trouble. Can you?"
Alex spoke with disdain.
No matter how one looked at it, the Behemoth Clan's decline had been caused by the previous Behemoth Emperor.
As his successor, Alex had been cleaning up the mess ever since he took the throne.
Unfortunately, the Behemoth Tribe's strength had been too severely depleted. Mere political maneuvering could not make up for it.
"That is none of your concern!
"Alex, I admit you have done quite well since taking power, but the royal clan's position was still lost.
"Falling from the empire's foremost royal clan to an ordinary race—the clansmen simply cannot bear that psychological blow. Someone has to answer for it.
"A father's debts are paid by his son. Putting the old Behemoth Emperor's debts on your head is hardly unfair, is it?"
The moment Prince Butzwig finished speaking, Alex exploded with rage. He would not have cared if other debts had been pinned on him, and even an outright declaration of usurpation would have been no great matter. But why should he repay the old Behemoth Emperor's debts?
Their father-son relationship was nothing short of a colossal joke. Who among the upper ranks did not know that the old Behemoth Emperor had been obsessed with immortality and treated his own son as a sacrifice?
"Hmph!
"Butzwig, don't forget that you're the old man's grandson too! Those people in