How dare your country act this way when the leaders of nearly a hundred countries are gathered in Shangjing, could it be..."
Prons paused in his speech, then immediately voiced a thought that was nearly absurd!
"Are you guys out of your mind?"
His thoughts were in turmoil, filled with anger from being belittled and a hint of unease.
Prons truly couldn't understand how Great Chu dared to adopt such a tough stance towards him during such a crucial global competition, right before the world summit!
Could it be that they aren't afraid of the unpredictable consequences this might trigger?
"Lower your voice, Prons."
Lu Ang, whose face was full of flesh, plopped down onto the table, the Dragon-slaying Divine Saber on his shoulder emitting a bright light, the invisible aura of the blade rising as if to tear the void, creating a sound like ripping silk.
He chuckled softly:
"Sound doesn't travel here, nor does movement, so don't waste your energy."
