Shrek, Fire Buddha is here!

"Guards! Protect the Emperor!"

Having been slapped across the face for the first time in his life, the old Emperor panicked and instinctively reached for the defensive Soul Tool hidden within his robes.

Seeing this, Tang Xiaoshan sneered, a dark gold, ring-shaped Level 8 defensive Soul Tool appearing in his palm.

"You old fossil, are you looking for this?" He slid the ring onto his middle finger, leaving his thumb bare.

The dark gold ring was clearly a size too large for his middle finger, but Tang Xiaoshan didn't seem to notice; he merely looked displeased.

"What kind of trash Soul Tool is this? It doesn't even fit! And you call yourself an Emperor, you old fossil!"

Tang Feng, standing to the side, whispered a reminder: "Brother Shan, the ring is meant for the thumb..."

Tang Xiaoshan's smile froze for a split second. He threw the old Emperor of the Sun Moon Empire to the ground and retorted stiffly, "I know that! I was just testing the size on my middle finger before switching it back!"

The old Emperor, sprawled on the floor, was struck with terror. That dark gold ring was a custom-made Level 8 defensive Soul Tool from Mingde Hall.

Although it wasn't Level 9, he had worn it every single day since he was a prince, long before he usurped the throne, and had never once taken it off.

If this member of the Tang family could steal his personal item without him even noticing, then what about the other defensive Soul Tools on his body...

The old Emperor sat slumped on the floor, his aged fingers trembling as he reached for his cuffs... then toward the hidden pocket at his waist.

Empty! Everything was empty!

But having been an Emperor for several years, he managed to