“You little bastard, you have big guts to defy my will!”

Inside a glorious palace decked in splendor, a square-faced middle-aged man sat atop the dragon throne, radiating an aura of dignity and prestige, but there was now a hint of anger on his face.

His aura was strong like the sea, with a natural ruler qi. But despite displaying an electric gaze, his complexion was gloomy.

On both of his sides, there were dozens of old experts wearing golden robes, all having white hair. But despite their age, the auras that they gave off were very frightening.

The middle-aged man was precisely the current emperor of the Vermilion Bird Empire, Yu Xiaoyun. Atop his dragon throne was a giant sign: Royal Family Hall.

The Royal Family Hall was only opened to...