The Japanese Imperial Palace
At that moment, Hao Shuai stood with his hands behind his back, looking disdainfully at the Japanese Imperial Palace, which barely deserved to be called a palace. Behind him, Song Que and the others stood in formation.
Tens of thousands of soldiers surrounded Hao Shuai and his companions.
The soldiers gripped their weapons, their eyes fierce. At a single command, they would charge at the enemy without fear of death and tear them to pieces.
At the front of the ranks, two oddly built men glared at Hao Shuai and his companions, their voices icy as they said, "People of the Central Plains, get out of here! This is no place for you!"
Hao Shuai acted as if he hadn't heard them and turned to ask, "What do you think goes through these Japanese devils' heads? They're from a tiny little country, living in a place like a doghouse, yet they dare call it a palace and their ruler an emperor..."
"Hahaha..."
Hao Shuai's words sent Song Que and the others into peals of laughter.
"Boss, when the tiger's away, the monkey becomes king!" Song Que replied.
"Perfectly put!" Hao Shuai clapped in approval. "As expected of the well-read leader of the Song Clan. You summed it up beautifully."
"Baka! You dare insult His Majesty the Emperor? You deserve to die!"
The man at the head of the group flew into a rage when Hao Shuai and the others not only ignored him but dared to insult the emperor.
"You know, the Japanese emperor is a real oddball. His sons turned out just as strange. Don't you agree?" Hao Shuai directed his final question at the two men leading the soldiers.
He said this because he recognized them as the emperor's two sons. The elder was