Of course, the dignity of an emperor must be maintained.
Despite the shock in his heart, he still tried hard to maintain his composure, not making too big a reaction.
"Why are you telling me this, and what is your purpose?"
Zhang Xiaoman withdrew the Jade Soul and said:
"We are gathering strength to fight against the Heavenly Demon, and we don't want any other disruptions. As for the matter in Han Yue City, I hope I won't see it happen a second time."
His tone was indifferent, his face hidden in the shadow of his robe, making it difficult for one to discern his emotions.
Emperor Jingxuan squinted his eyes and said coldly:
"Are you threatening me?"
Zhang Xiaoman did not yield, nodded decisively, and said one word:
"Yes."
Instantly, the atmosphere inside the tent became even more heavy.
Lu Cheng looked worriedly at his own emperor, wanting to say something.
Yet after several attempts to speak, he remained silent.
