Late at night, in the basement of the Ground Floor of a Trading Company in the Trading Town.
Laughing, Masaru Tatsuryu stated, "Capture all that can be caught, let the performance unfold, Mr. Guteman, come on~"
Ming punched Masaru Tatsuryu and knocked him to the ground. He then dragged him down to the fifth level, into a prison cell, and tossed him into a room. Within it, seven generals from the Great Sun Empire were shackled firmly to the wall with pure gold cuffs.
Ming also shackled Masaru Tatsuryu. A little adversity like this was nothing for someone who wanted to become king.
"You bastard! How dare you capture us!"
"Don't you want to live anymore? We are the Eight Great Generals of the Taiyang Empire!"
"Release us immediately!"
"Bah!"
"..."
Ming was not angry at all. Making money was a very happy thing.
Bang!
