Twisting the Truth

Emperor Ruth's face had an expression of regret.

If he had known sooner that Davis would reach the other side, then he would've requested him to take care of his daughter with the help of his master.

Emperor Ross and Emperor Claymore looked at each other, their eyes deciding to forgot about that matter once and for all. They knew what was better for their enrichment, and they chose their decision accordingly.

They felt that their decision was one hundred percent wise.

They all knew Davis's personality, and they saw how he reacted when his fiancee was almost killed. What if they tried to target his family? Wouldn't they be exterminated once he comes back?

Besides, he had a master who could annihilate them with a flick of his finger! Wouldn't that master leave something to protect his disciple's family?

This was highly possible.

These were their thoughts and the reason for the change in their prior decision.

Emperor Ashton stepped forward and placed his hand on the shoulder of the trembling figure, "Royal Father does not blame you, everybody makes mistakes."

"Father..." Shirley bit her lips as she held back her tears. She did not want to cry, especially not in front of this crowd.

"It's fine, he is out of our league and will probably have thousands of woman considering his talent. You wouldn't want that, would you? Don't take it to heart, just let this be a valued lesson in your life." Emperor Ashton said as he patted her head.

He couldn't possibly blame her now that everything has been lost. If he did, he knew it would have the opposite effect on her development.

Suddenly, the distorted space in the gorge flickered, and a figure fled with a frightened face as a shout echoed out, "Madness! This is madness! Hahaha!" The man seemed to go crazy when he saw the distorted space behind him flicker and the multitude of formations which were placed in the front.

Another figure emerged and shouted out the words in a frenzy, "Glory to the Grand Sea Continent!"

Boom!

That figure self-destructed once he neared the man who went crazy, causing an explosion to blaze around that space, which slightly cracked the defense formation.

The experts who guarded over the place looked at the spectacle in utter puzzlement and disbelief.

Before they could even launch their killing formations, their enemy was killed by another enemy while glorifying their continent's name?

What kind of fantasy was this? They couldn't understand one bit of it.

A few moments passed before someone uttered in bewilderment, "Should we also attribute this event to Prince Davis?"

Most people's face changed into a weird expression before they looked at each other's face and shook their heads in all four directions as if saying yes and no.

Most of them felt that it was more likely Davis's master who did this mess, and not him. After all, they still believed that Davis isn't strong enough to control a Fifth Stage expert into self-destruction.

"Since Prince Davis was the one who hunted down all these 200 young elites, I think we should split up the loot into five parts. One part for the Loret Family, while the other four parts for our four families..." Shirley suddenly spoke up, causing the eyes of the youths to flicker in dissatisfaction.

"Who are you to say that?"

"Hah! The Loret Family didn't send any participants while Prince Davis left to the other side."

"Yeah, why should we give our hard-earned spoils to them just because you have said so?"

Dissatisfied voices echoed from the youths as Kennet Claymore stepped forward and spoke with a grin, "Princess Shirley, just because you want to get on his good side, you want us to sacrifice our hard-earned efforts?"

Shirley's face changed while the other youths agreed as they shouted indignantly, worried that they might lose their space rings.

"Right! This woman clearly has a relationship with Prince Davis!"

"Yeah! Her actions in the secret entrance were obviously suspicious!"

"She was the only one who was ahead of us! Could it be that she slept with Prince Davis?"

Hushed voices with mocking sentences could be heard, causing the members of the Ashton Family's expression to change!

"Who said that?!" Emperor Ashton shouted, his voice echoed out with incomparable anger, causing some of their earbuds to rupture!

He looked at the youths as his face trembled with anger. Those voices were mixed in with many other voices making it hard for him to exactly pinpoint the culprits.

He glanced at Shirley to see her tremble even more. He could see that she put her head down while her tears trickled to the ground.

"Emperor Ashton! Stop!" The other the Emperors hurriedly stood in front of their young elites, causing Emperor Ashton's face to turn ugly.

"If you do not give me an explanation, don't blame me for being ruthless!" He coldly spat out, not bothering to care about formalities anymore.

Suddenly, he felt his hands being grasped by a feeble hand, "Father, it's fine."

Shirley stepped forward with a determined expression on her face, "Whether I have a relationship with him or not, I can prove that I have none! But you people... You are all shameless!"

A slight grin on her face along with misty eyes could be seen before she glared at them.

"The spoils you all obtained were all thanks to Prince Davis's efforts! What hard-earned efforts? Twisting the truth? Couldn't be any more shameless, could you all!?"

"All your puny lives had been saved by him! Otherwise, could you even imagine how many of us would have died here?!"

"He could have taken it with him! But he didn't! It's all because he wanted our continent to prosper! If you can't even get that, then you should've just all died in that place!"

"And I... We... Shouldn't we at least repay his good intent by sharing an equal part of the loot with his family? Shouldn't we at least show our gratitude?" Shirley held her hands together as she described and asked as a matter of fact.

Hearing her speech, everyone was dumbfounded for a moment.

The youths felt something in their hearts but didn't want to part with the free spoils they gained.

So, they intentionally stayed silent.