"Presumptuous!! Have you not realized who is standing before you?" The woman glared sharply at Yuan, fury blazing in her eyes.
Yuan could instantly feel the pressure the woman was exuding, and he realized that she was also a high-ranking god.
She was far more powerful than any of the gods that he and his group had slaughtered until now.
"He may be a king to you, but in my eyes, he is nothing more than an eyesore," Yuan replied with a smirk, maintaining his calm composure.
"The audacity!! Shall I rip that mouth apart for showing such disrespect toward His Highness? You deserve a thousand deaths for this insolence!" She burst into rage, her eyes glowing dangerously as she stared at Yuan.
"Tell me, mortal, what kind of magic did you use on my dear servant Selvariel? What made her turn against her master—against me?" she asked as golden mana enveloped her body, causing the air around her to tremble.
