The Vermilion Bird Empire’s emperor Yu Xiaoyun walked over with his hands clasped behind his back. He was accompanied by several eunuchs and a group of guards.

At this moment, seeing his gloomy face, Yu Qianxue and Zhu Yifeng hastily knelt.

“Greetings, imperial father!”

Yu Qianxue’s guards also knelt and directly kowtowed, not daring to make a sound.

However, Yu Xiaoyun didn’t even look at Yu Qianxue and Zhu Yifeng. He coldly gazed at Long Chen. “Brat, your guts are big.”

“Many thanks for your praise. I have no other strong points, but at least my guts are a bit big.” Long Chen looked right back at Yu Xiaoyun. At first, he wasn’t sure what to do, but as soon as Yu Xiaoyun spoke, he was confident.

“Do you know what kind of fish you just ate?” shouted Yu Xiaoyun...