Sovereign Grade

"…!"

The Kingly Monarch's gaze went bloodshot. His body shuddered with rage as he saw his Meili's arm being held by another man and treated like a waving stick. With rage clouding his mind, his concealment came undone with his undulations soaring and buffeting the giant trees, even causing them to bend despite their thickness.

"Bastard… give it back…"

He strode forward in a fearless manner, demanding Davis as he pointed his hand at him and waved his sleeve, stopping at a particular distance.

"…"

Davis smirked on seeing this man's reaction. He certainly seemed to be full of himself but didn't seem to be a fool, maintaining distance from them.

"I appreciate you coming back for your lady's hand, but you were the ones who harmed us first, so if you want it back, you better be willing to talk."

The Kingly Monarch clenched his teeth hard as he heard Davis's response, further witnessing him handing it over to one of the women beside him.