Tang Qingye withdrew his oppressive aura, walked toward Gu Yuena, and said flatly, "You called me here just to watch this?"
The silver dragon scale on him still held a trace of warmth. Gu Yuena had used it to contact him, and he had followed its resonance here.
A little punishment to knock them down a peg, and they would work harder from now on.
"I'm sorry. I failed to discipline my subordinates properly."
Gu Yuena apologized to Tang Qingye beside her, worried that this might displease him.
If her plan to rise came to an untimely end because of this, she would truly want to strangle Xiong Jun.
She had already gone all in with the gold of life. Only she herself remained.
She had already gathered plenty of information at the Spirit Pagoda. Zi JI accompanied her, publicly posing as her paternal aunt.
"Don't let it happen again. Tell me, what did you need me for?"
Tang Qingye spoke as he slowly sat down in the chair beside Gu Yuena.
Gu Yuena smiled beautifully, turned back, and gave Xiong Jun an icy look. Then she coughed softly and glanced at the Ferocious Beasts. Her meaning was clear.
Xiong Jun lowered his head, full of regret. Ore wa really know I was wrong. This time, I've been turned into sauce-flavored fried chicken.
The atmosphere in the room grew somewhat stiff.
Meeting Gu Yuena's gaze, Di Tian sighed inwardly. Nothing good ever came his way, just a heap of rotten chores. He steeled himself, stepped half a pace forward, and addressed Tang Qingye in a low voice.
"My lord, Xiong Jun rashly offended you earlier. Please do not hold it against him. We have indeed come today to ask a favor. We hope to learn humanity's knowledge of Battle Armor