Nalant froze, not having expected the other party to actually mean it.
Though Nalant did not understand the City of Stars' rules, he could say with absolute certainty that such a heavy penalty would never exist.
The sound of his ceremonial cannons was merely child's play to gods; it could not be called a fright at all.
At once, Nalant's face chilled. "Your Excellency, have we met before?"
Though Nalant was one hundred percent certain he had never seen the man, he still felt the other party was deliberately targeting him.
Yet the moment his words fell, the eyes of the guard captain leading the team dodged aside, and Nalant immediately realized something.
"This guy has definitely seen me before, and this punishment is clearly purposeful!"
Nalant pondered briefly. He had never seen the other party, yet the other party had seen him. Then there was only one possibility: the arena.
Because he had not been in the City of Stars for many days, and he had not shown his face much.
The only guards he had seen were the ones on duty at the city gate. If this guard before him had seen him while Nalant had no memory of him, then it could only have been under the eyes of the multitudes in a place like the arena.
However, the one thing Nalant could not understand now was that even if the other party had seen him in the arena, there was no need to target him.
He had defeated the Devil Race. That Devil Race had brutally slaughtered several human gods. Logically speaking, the guard captain before him, as a human, should have held a favorable impression of him instead.
Was he a Devil Race spy who had already been bought off?
Or was it for the