"I'm telling you, your eloquence is actually pretty good. Just now, I almost found myself moved."
"But I'm the kind of person who responds to softness, not force. If you'd knelt while saying all that just now, maybe I would've been happy enough to agree."
"So, do you want to try again?!"
Zhou Mu said with a beaming smile.
"You! You! You..."
The anger of several old men surged at once upon hearing this.
Naturally, they had weathered great storms and seen great waves in their lives. They could not possibly fail to see through such a simple provocation.
But it had to be said: though this trick was old, it truly worked.
The main issue was one of status.
If the one saying this right now had been some supreme powerhouse, they would have dropped to their knees in a flash, without the slightest hesitation.
But that was a supreme powerhouse.
As for Zhou Mu, what the hell was he?!
In the past, a little punk like Zhou Mu would not even have been worthy of a second glance from them. He was an ant—crushing him to death would have taken no more than a thought.
But now, he stood over their heads, hurling every kind of insult at them, and yet they could do nothing about it.
At this moment, they seriously suspected that Zhou Mu was deliberately provoking them, hoping they would make a move.
And if they did, the outcome was plain as day.
Just imagine it: what would happen if an imperial envoy sent by the emperor met with an accident in the provinces?!
In ancient times, exterminating ten clans would have counted as merciful leniency beyond the law.
At present, the Cosmic Federation's Executors were all undoubtedly imperial envoys. If anything happened to one