Humiliation! They Couldn't Even Choose Death!

In the palace, the wine cup in the hand of His Majesty fell to the ground with a snap. Suddenly, his whole body trembled like he was sieving grains and only stopped after a while. Between his eyebrows, there was a gloomy color and he murmured, "Jun Moxie… you have finally found the Blood Sword Hall! Are you… finally coming? I am not afraid of you! I won't be afraid of you!

"I am the emperor! I am the most respectable person in Heavenly Scent!" he roared, grabbed the wine jar, and poured all the wine into his mouth again. Suddenly he stopped and muttered, "The empress might know about the Blood Sword Hall… is she not dead? She told Jun Moxie?"

His eyes suddenly glowed in an abnormal brilliance. He crazily kicked and overturned the table before him and roared, "Why are you not dead? Murong Xiuxiu, why didn't you die?! How can you not die!"