Of course, the imperial inkstone the Divine Emperor Cangping had used to smash people was crafted with meticulous care from extremely precious Origin Mountain Stone Core. The ink ground with it carried a trace of the power of the Great Dao.
Nor had he truly intended to smash Wang Fugui to death. He had not used much force at all.
Wang Fugui casually caught the flying inkstone, then respectfully returned it to the desk.
"Your Majesty was the one who told this minister to speak freely." Wang Fugui looked at the Divine Emperor Cangping, the picture of innocence.
"Hmph!"
The Divine Emperor Cangping gave a cold snort, the fury in his eyes growing even fiercer.
His heart was full of muttered complaints. This Emperor told you to speak freely so you could tell me how to defeat the aggressively advancing Devil Race army! At the very least, you should have thought of a way to hold the line—not freely discuss how to surrender in humiliation!!
What angered him even more was that this brat had actually told him to issue an edict of self-reproach!
Did he not know that using a scheme to suppress and kill the World-Ending Commander-in-Chief was the most glorious achievement of his reign as Divine Emperor Cangping? It had long been proclaimed to the whole world, and everyone sang its praises.
If he admitted defeat now, would his face not be utterly thrown away?
No. He was the lofty Divine Emperor Cangping. Even if he had to fight the Devil Race to the death on the battlefield, he would never do something as shameful as kneeling to beg for peace.
"Wait. Wang Fugui, could it be that you're using provocation against me?" As his thoughts raced, the Divine Emperor Cangping suddenly considered another possibility. The look