Chapter190-Kyrik Mausoleum
As soon as the cold yet firm words of the Kyrik King echoed out, he strode out of the great hall with determined steps.
However, the moment he stepped outside, he was greeted by rows of men and women kneeling at the entrance, all trembling in fear with their heads lowered.
Among them, conspicuously, were the Second Prince and Windsor, who had been lying in a brothel not long ago.
When the Kyrik King had flown into a rage earlier, they were immediately roused by the royal guards, and now they knelt at the entrance, trembling with terror as they begged for forgiveness.
They had no idea how to explain the absurdity of the situation.
Everything felt like a dream—falling asleep the night before and waking up now, only to find themselves inexplicably inside a brothel.
As the Kyrik King scanned the row of kneeling figures, including the Second Prince, his gaze was like a sharp blade, as if he could slice them to pieces on the spot.