As he rose, a faint smile appeared on his face... just as he expected.
"You..."
Queen Joda, still with her hands on her husband's lap, was about to speak.
But Emperor Raim couldn't control his anger any longer.
He shot up from his chair.
"You spoiled cunt! Let me teach you those proper manners you never had!" he shouted as he released his spiritual aura and the killing intent he had been holding back.
Aron only smiled wider.
He had anticipated this.
In fact… he was badly in need of a sparring partner.
He still needed practice handling his new strength.
"Let me clear your doubt," Aron muttered with a smile.
He moved, throwing a blow that didn't seem to hold any power.
Using the yin attribute, he drew the energy inward, making the attack look ordinary.
The emperor snorted when he saw the fist coming toward him, his eyes flashing with a ruthless glint as he also threw a punch to meet Aron's.
