In the bridal room of the King Mu Fort, Wang Chengliang's face was extremely red at the moment. He felt as if he was strangled as he panted while glaring at Ye Chen.
"You despicable thing!"
"You deserve death!"
Ye Chen's sharp words crushed the confidence in him. Ye Chen's dominance made him feel guilty.
However, his gaze toward Ye Chen was filled with resentment.
He was, after all, the captain of the guards of the King Mu Fort. He was an innate stage master. When had he ever been humiliated like this? And the person who had humiliated him was a piece of trash!
Wang Chengliang trembled uncontrollably, "Y-You piece of trash…"
Ye Chen said coldly, "Jiu'er, this person offended his superior. How should we punish him following the fort rules?"