Inside His Majesty Ling Tian's drawing room, Ling Tian was seated in the host's chair while the other emperors sat as guests, their eyes burning with rage.
"Your Majesty Ling Tian, His Majesty Huangg Ling is unwilling to get involved. My Divine Feather Empire has always followed your lead, but I can't stomach what happened today! You must demand justice for me!"
His Majesty Xuan Cheng of the Divine Feather Empire stood below, speaking through a huff.
At the banquet today, he had been pressed to the ground by a single finger, suffering a complete loss of face. Naturally, he was furious.
"Exactly! The Divine Wind Empire is nothing—the lowest of the Seven Great Empires—and now they think they can walk all over us? If we don't put them in their place, I'll never be able to quell the rage in my heart!"
Yuang Feng of the Divine Mountain Empire also let out a fierce cry.
