Dragon could not help smiling bitterly at those words.
He was not as brave as Imu made him out to be.
If he had known the World Government had someone like this behind it, he would never have acted so brazenly.
Randall had made the right choice.
How laughable that he had once thought power and status had corrupted Randall.
Unfortunately, it was too late to say any of that now.
"I rebelled against you, but you don't seem very angry?"
Dragon asked curiously.
Imu did not answer. He merely lowered his eyes and looked at the dead ant on the table.
He said nothing, yet seemed to have said everything.
Seeing that, Dragon felt bitterness fill his heart.
So all their painstaking efforts were nothing more than a game in someone else's eyes.
Was this sea destined to remain forever beneath the tyranny of the Celestial Dragons?
Grief, defiance, and bitterness surged through him all at once.
"Fine. I know I'm certain to die today.
Go ahead!"
Dragon smiled, letting go.
He could not accept it, but there was nothing he could do.
Once he was dead, whatever happened to this sea would have nothing to do with him.
"Who said I was going to kill you?"
Imu calmly took a sip of tea.
Dragon's eyes widened.
"You're not going to kill me?!!!"
The leader of the rebellion had walked straight into his trap, yet he was not going to kill him?
Wasn't he afraid he would never catch him again?
To kill him, he would first have to find him!
The corners of Imu's lips curled upward.
Eight hundred years.
The World Government had held dominion over the sea for eight hundred years.
Yet under his oppression, these ignorant fools never thought of resisting. Instead, they enthusiastically slaughtered