But no matter the reason, there was no room for maneuver at this moment.
Selene Kane was trembling with anger, her fists clenched tightly, her teeth grinding so hard you could almost hear the crunching sound.
The system was still foolishly asking, "Do you want to continue recording?"
"Record my ass!"
She took several sharp breaths, her chest heaving violently.
According to tradition, those who were rewarded should kneel down and give thanks at this moment.
This was the unchanging court etiquette for many years, the most basic respect for the majesty of royal power.
Caleb Shaw was also praying in his heart, hoping she could endure it a little, even just for a moment, even if just for show.
At the very least, she shouldn't lose decorum in public, making everyone uncomfortable.
But Selene Kane stood motionless, her back straight, her gaze cold and stern.
Caleb Shaw had no choice but to kneel down himself, his knee hitting the ground making a slight sound.
