"What!?"
"You mean Prince Xue Beng offended a Titled Douluo?"
From his seat at the head of the great hall of the Heaven Dou Empire, Emperor Xue Ye listened to the report from his attendant.
He had originally thought the other party was merely a Spirit Master of the Soul Saint rank who demanded a high price, so he had sent a State Protector who was a high-ranked Soul Douluo.
First, they would beat the other party up, then recruit him.
That would not only demonstrate the strength of the Heaven Dou Empire, but also show that he was a benevolent and righteous emperor.
But he had never expected the other party to be a Titled Douluo.
His whole body immediately felt awful. It was as though something had seized his heart, making it hard to breathe.
Unfortunately, there were no fast-acting heart pills in this era. The maids beside him hurried over to rub Emperor Xue Ye's chest.
Although he boasted of commanding a million troops, enough to deter the feudal lords from making trouble, and claimed he need not fear even a Titled Douluo,
a Titled Douluo wasn't some idiot who would stand there and fight his way through your men one by one. Nor was this someone like Dugu Bo, who possessed City-Slaughtering Poison.
The other party could simply come straight for you and carry out an assassination.
Although the empire still had quite a few Soul Douluo-level experts in its service, and people liked to say that when quality was lacking, quantity could make up for it, surely they could at least hold off one or two Titled Douluo.
But having needlessly offended a Titled Douluo meant they would spend the days ahead on tenterhooks.
War couldn't be won simply by piling up numbers. The enemy's