Zhang Fan's anger startled Bai He, Black Moon, and everyone from Nusha. They hurriedly knelt to receive his reprimand.
With a solemn expression, Zhang Fan asked, "Have you heard of the Twin Kun War, nearly a hundred years ago?"
Bai He hurriedly replied, "Your Majesty, Black Moon and I both sensed it, but our meager abilities kept us from learning the details."
Zhang Fan snapped, "Back then, Zhang Hongjun, a traitor to the God Race, turned demonic and tried to drive out our race. I can understand your ignorance of that, but when the God Race descended, you once again claimed ignorance and even sent troops to attack..."
Bai He kowtowed frantically and said, "The Divine Envoy concealed their aura, and our abilities truly were too weak to detect it. Please forgive us, Your Majesty!"
Just then, the Red Dragon King suddenly flew into a rage. Pointing at Zhang Fan, he roared, "Why are the two elders groveling before this man? Our Rasha Race has only those who die fighting, never those who bend the knee!"
Black Moon was about to stop him, but before there was time to act, Zhang Fan had already appeared in front of the Red Dragon King.
Pressing one hand onto his shoulder, Zhang Fan stared at his draconic face and smiled. "The Dragon Race? There are actually remnants left?"
Puzzled, Bai He asked, "Your Majesty, what crime did the Dragon Race commit?"
Zhang Fan snapped, "As members of my God Race, they actually conspired with that traitor Zhang Hongjun to seize control of the Erl Universe. What crime do you think that is?"
Bai He hurriedly kowtowed. "A crime deserving ten thousand deaths! But this young Red Dragon grew up in Nusha. Although he belongs to the Dragon Race..."
The Red Dragon King tried