"Can you blame me?"
Was he useless?
Duowu Gao felt the corners of his eyes twitching. He realized that he couldn't refute and felt frustrated.
"Now that I have the military seal, I have adhered to the tradition you mentioned. Is that not enough?" The Blood God Clone continued.
Heartbreaking!
This sentence stabbed right into Duowu Gao's heart.
He was the one who came up with the tradition.
Now, the other party had completed that tradition and successfully obtained the Black Punishment Troop Seal from him.
Even if he didn't want to admit it, there was nothing he could do.
He couldn't go back on his words in front of so many people. That would only lower his prestige in the Black Punishment Troop.
Duowu Gao didn't know what to say. He was exasperated but he couldn't do anything to the Blood God Clone.
The Blood God Clone's eyes were filled with smiles. He wanted to laugh.
But this time, he controlled himself.
Relax! Relax!
