Alex found Aadityapal leaning on the outer walls of the structure.
He was gritting his teeth and punching the wall. A slight hint of frustration emerged on his face when he saw Alex, but he swiftly concealed it and bowed down.
With his face hidden by his bow, he hoarsely said, "Master, why didn't you let me bring down the sword of judgment on him? He deserves it?!"
Alex coughed slightly and gently replied, "Whether he deserves it or not, that is not what matters. Who are you to exact retribution upon others, Aadit?! You are not Emperor!"
At first, Aadityapal seemed furious by this remark, but then, he stood up and a wide smile replaced his fury.
"Master, did you imply something in that remark of yours?" A single tear slid down the prince's face.
Alex shrugged and replied, "When you're Emperor, you can then execute him and deal with the consequences yourself, but do you really want to do that now?"