Caesar's Trump Card Under Divine Power

"So you're a prodigy of the Divine Kingdom. No wonder you carry yourself so well."

Chu Han gave a faint nod, neither humble nor overbearing, his expression composed.

But in Yemen Caesar's eyes, that composure was a grave insult.

As he saw it, a member of the Human Race from an ordinary universe should tremble with awe upon hearing the name of the Divine Kingdom and learning of Caesar God's might. He should bow his head and obey.

Yet the man before him remained calm, as though he held both the Divine Kingdom and Yemen Caesar himself in utter contempt.

Displeasure crept into Caesar's eyes, and his expression grew colder and prouder.

He looked down at Chu Han as if at an ant that knew nothing of the heights of heaven or the depths of earth. His voice hardened into an absolute command that brooked no argument:

"Enough talk. Strip away every trace of the insight into the Spatial Origin Law you just absorbed and hand it all over to me."

"The Spatial Origin is a supreme law of the highest order. Its depths are far beyond someone from a mundane universe like you. Leaving it with you would be casting pearls before swine. Only I deserve such an opportunity!"

Every word was an order, with no room for negotiation. He spoke as though commanding a servant.

Chu Han raised a brow. The calm in his eyes vanished, replaced by a cutting chill.

"Hand it to you? You think you deserve it?"

Since the other man insisted on provoking him, Chu Han saw no reason to show him courtesy.

He knew full well that, for all Caesar God's immense power, the Seven Seas Secret Realm had its own independent laws of heaven and barred all outside interference.

Even an expert