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Emperor Longchang shot Wang Shouzhe a vicious side‑eye, grumbling to himself nonstop. Wang Shouzhe, oh Wang Shouzhe, your luck really is something. Fortunately for you, My tempering and self‑control have been getting better and better these years.
If this were back when I was young, with that explosive temper of Mine, hehehehehe~~~
Right now he couldn't even be bothered to keep arguing with Wang Shouzhe, so he simply pretended to sit and adjust his Divine Soul, closed his eyes, and stopped speaking.
On the side, Prince Anjun's face had also gone pale, sweat dripping down his forehead.
This evening banquet was absolutely the most thrilling, nerve‑racking one he'd ever experienced in his life.
Every instant, every breath, he could feel that stormy, towering anger of Your Majesty's, and felt that at any moment His Majesty might summon a few hundred Saber and Axe Hands to mash Wang Shouzhe into meat paste.
Such outrageous guts!
