Upon hearing the Ever-victorious Emperor's words, Wu Changkong sneered, "Wu Jinfeng, don't give me that crap, you old undying dog. Isn't it just because you think I'm not fit to be in power? You've been the royal family's controller for so many years, it's time for you to step down and pursue your great path in seclusion. You should have handed over power to me earlier, but you forced me to resort to other means. Humph, just wait, your position will be mine sooner or later, and when I become the head of the royal family, I'll show you just how prosperous it will be under my rule."
The Ever-victorious Emperor looked at Wu Changkong, who dared to utter such rebellious words, and was so angry that smoke seemed to come out of his seven apertures. He couldn't wait to teach Wu Changkong a lesson.
Seeing the Ever-victorious Emperor in such a state, Yang Chen knew that the other party had a deep love and hatred for Wu Changkong.
