In the special seating area, Emperor Long Yuan of the Flame Dragon Dynasty slammed his fists on the Primordial Power long table beside him, shattering it. He ground his teeth so hard they audibly scraped. "The sheer audacity of this Xuanling Empire! Tell me, which bastard gave them the nerve to say that?!"
Beside Long Yuan, Red Wood Cliff had no energy left to placate him. He simply sat in his seat with a weary smile, praying that the Xuanling Empire's defeat wouldn't be too ugly.
"Haha! I've got to say, Old Dragon, your Dynasty is truly one of a kind. Our Luowei Dynasty bows in admiration."
A burly, lavishly dressed man with curly golden hair howled with laughter, clutching his stomach with tears in his eyes.
"Never mind your Luowei Empire—even our Ice Emperor Dynasty wouldn't dare make such an arrogant claim. From now on, Old Dragon, you're the top dog."
