"So you are still concerned about our family after what you have done, Brother?" Virion looked at his brother indifferently as he leaned his back against the wall.
Arbane averted his gaze from his brother and lowered his gaze. He moved his feet, rubbing his feet on the ground while waiting for his brother to continue what happened outside there. He wanted to know the implication he had done for his family and also for his kingdom.
"Hah…." Virion let out a sigh. "Lord Tang has decided your punishment. You will not be executed for what you have done. You will be a slave war for the Tang Empire, a foot soldier that is always standing in the front for The Empire for seventy years. Aside from food and lodging, The Empire will give you nothing for seventy years. You can't be promoted, and you have to hand over all your Game Coins to the Empire! You have nothing but a weapon and armor!"
