"Oh? Oh?" Vice General Magnus raised an eyebrow, still grinning leeringly. "He wants to see His Divine and Blessed Majesty himself!" The first few rows of guards who were near enough to hear buzzed with low laughter. Magnus's grin flashed menacingly. "Tell me what might it be that is worthy of sending you to His Imperial Majesty himself? Tell me, why should the Emperor grant this little master an audience instead of me crushing you right here and now, then twisting your body into pieces in front of your special little demons' camp?"
Wei Guang waited for the red to fade from his vision. Then he repeated again, just as calmly as before:
