These words elicited endless terror from the people of Tritalent like a nefarious curse.
Horror and regret filled them, the emperor included as well. They were frankly unqualified to defy him at all. To put it more bluntly, they were too insignificant to be considered an enemy in the first place.
If Jiang Chen wanted to deal with Tritalent—destroy it, even—he could do so with comically minimal effort. What had ensued was living proof of that.
“Zhao Situ, why didn’t you say anything earlier!” The emperor’s tone was full of misery. His emotions were a complex mixture of fear, concern, and despair.
He wasn’t thinking of how to resist,...