It seemed His Majesty was dead set on targeting the Netherworld Grand Duke!
The Imperial Marshal of the Star Luo Empire was shaken.
He could feel the resolve in the Star Luo Emperor's words.
On second thought, it made sense.
A dog that bit its master would only be a menace if kept around.
"Your Majesty, the Netherworld Grand Duke has arrived."
Just then, two sets of footsteps sounded outside the hall, and an attendant announced from beyond the doors.
"Come in."
The Star Luo Emperor glanced at the Imperial Marshal and said no more.
But in that instant, their eyes had already conveyed everything. If the Netherworld Grand Duke failed to appreciate what was good for him, they would proceed according to plan.
Rumble.
The tightly shut doors opened, and the Netherworld Grand Duke walked in.
His expression was calm, giving no hint of what he was thinking.
"Greetings, Your Majesty."
The Netherworld Grand Duke cupped his fist in salute.
His gaze swept over the Star Luo Emperor and the Imperial Marshal.
It didn't take much effort to guess that these two bastards were brewing up something rotten.
That was what he thought to himself.
Still, he was not particularly worried.
Because on his way back, he had already obtained a Soul Ring. His ninth Soul Ring!
The Netherworld Grand Duke firmly believed that before absolute strength, any scheme or conspiracy would crumble like earth and shattered tiles.
"No need for formalities."
The Star Luo Emperor waved a hand and said nothing more.
He was waiting for the Netherworld Grand Duke to admit his mistake and apologize.
He knew the Netherworld Grand Duke was no fool. He believed that defying him that day and violating the empire's age-old rules had merely been a rash act committed in the heat