"Roberts."
Amidst the silence of the elders, the one sitting on the throne finally spoke slowly. Roberts' expression immediately hardened. His brother was no ordinary person; he was a terrifying existence that could rival the most powerful Netherworld King Hades among the Blood Clan.
"Have you not yet realized your mistake?" Rob III said flatly, his voice devoid of any discernable emotion.
Roberts was silent for a moment and then said, "Perhaps I am wrong, but if this happened again, I would still do the same."
The elders were instantly in an uproar.
"How dare you speak to the King in such a tone?"
"You dare defy the King!"
"Roberts, you have gone too far."
"..."
All the elders reproached him angrily. In the Werewolf Clan, Rob III held the highest authority.
Roberts coldly smiled. He had long been impatient with these elders, so he ignored them.
