Mu Can sneered as he sized up everyone in the military camp. The fault lay not with anyone else but with himself for trusting others too readily.
He had also underestimated the indigenous inhabitants of the Trial World, always treating them as Puppets, as mere illusions, hence deep down, there was an undeniable contempt. But now, seeing how well they had taught him a lesson.
"Alright, would the two of you care to explain?" Mu Can waved towards Scarface, who walked over.
If he hadn't come back, it would be fine, but since he did return, this matter needed an explanation.
Mu Can, now with the power and the confidence, had every right to demand an explanation from the Imperial General.
"Name your price!" Scarface said bluntly, as long as Mu Can didn't kill him, he would do anything. All he had to do was pay some price!
