Mu Linsen nodded stiffly.
An uproar erupted!
The crowd instantly exploded into a clamor!
Open confrontation! Utter contempt! He did not even respect a Federation lieutenant general. Was this Lord Ten Thousand Woods, one of the Ten Kings!?
"Hahahaha..." Mo Chen laughed in fury. In all these years, no one had ever dared defy him like this.
"When I show you respect and call you Lord Ten Thousand Woods, you're one of the Ten Kings. When I don't, you're nothing more than one of North Mang's ten most wanted criminals in my eyes."
With that, his expression abruptly darkened, and a terrifying aura erupted from him like a volcano.
"Mu Linsen, do you want to die?"
Gao Shiman shuddered violently. She hurried forward to smooth things over. "Lieutenant General Mo, actually..."
"Get lost!" Mo Chen said coldly. "Who gave you the right to speak here?"
An immense pressure bore down like a mountain, instantly freezing Gao Shiman in place. She could not utter a single word.
"Mu Linsen, answer my question."
"Mm."
The hall fell deathly silent. The air seemed to freeze, and everyone could tell that a battle was about to erupt.
Gao Shiman was frantic. She had come to become president, not to fight. The position had not even been handed over yet. If Lieutenant General Mo and Mu Linsen fought, what if Cunning Rabbit reaped the benefits in the end?
No wonder Cunning Rabbit had yet to appear. That damned rabbit really was cunning, planning to sit back and watch the two sides tear each other apart.
Just as the tension reached its breaking point, a man wearing thin black-framed glasses took an unhurried sip from a glass of red wine in a corner of the banquet hall.
Savoring the rich wine as it slid down his