A Desire To Stamp On Faces
Editor: Atlas Studios
Luo Yunyang's blatant flip-out had clearly been a way to earn himself some benefits. The words he had thrown out had sounded resonating and forceful. He was so shameless. This wasn't about whether he was happy or not. He just wanted to show his power and fairness!
So what if people saw through his motive? Right now, he was just being pompous and making them sing along to his tune.
The face of the Electric Awn Tribe's Envoy had turned green in no time. He had originally thought that this whole thing would just be a passing farce, yet never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that this farce might result in paying a tremendous price.
It wouldn't be just him paying the price, but the entire Electric Awn Tribe. The only thought currently on his mind was how not to agitate Luo Yunyang.
The envoys of the Giant Slab Tribe and the Evergreen Tribe didn't look good either. Luo Yunyang's open scolding was not the problem.