"UGH!"
Chun Luan's first regained strength was spent on dry retching.
Witnessing this, Wu Wang slightly raised his eyebrows. How many months? He even thought about jokingly asking. However, with so many members of the Celestial Fox Tribe present, Wu Wang knew he could not behave so frivolously.
He tossed the snuff bottle to General Meng at his side and, after whispering a few words to his Senior Sister, walked over to the High Priest to express Luili Realm's condolences.
The High Priest looked at Hu Tianlan, who was once again pressed to the ground. Although her eyes showed pain, she still spoke in a low voice, "Lord, Hu Tianlan has violated ancestral teachings, incited chaos in our lands, and sought to harm the Envoy. In your opinion, how should he be punished?"
"Death penalty," Wu Wang responded firmly.
The High Priest slowly closed her eyes, a trace of pain in their depths.
"Then we shall follow your orders, my lord. Guards!"
