King Riyao Tuosai was infuriated. He should have had the loyalty and votes of nearly thirty officers in the Court Attendants Army, but Wucuo had only received a dozen or so bloodstained sheepskin votes.
"Traitors!" He was fuming inside the tent. Wucuo was awkwardly standing behind him, while several officers stood in front of him, even more embarrassedly than Wucuo. Many officers had actually refused to come to see this lord.
"Don't think that I'm soft-hearted. Your fathers and brothers are still in my hands, and trampling a few small tribes is easy enough…"
One of the centurions couldn't help but look up and say, "The few of us who have come before Your Highness have already proven our loyalty."
"Huh, do you think I'm a fool too? Save your breath if you are thinking you can trick me into telling you anything. I'll teach a lesson to all of you; kindness is useless and only the power of the bow and arrow can truly determine the lord!"