Oscar Jones watched as the fox and others came back, reporting a comprehensive victory, and he felt utterly defeated, only able to speak with reluctant resignation.
Though he had not succeeded in ascending the throne, he had dragged the Dragon King's Palace through the mud; with this global broadcast, he had shown the world the "foul face" of the Dragon King's Palace.
At this thought, he couldn't help but burst into hysterical laughter.
Greg Jensen stared at him, then glanced at the drones providing live coverage in the sky, and sneered,
"Oscar, you didn't really think that a few buckets of dirty water could ignore the facts, turn black into white, and incite global outrage against my Dragon King's Palace, prompting a universal attack, did you?"
"You... what do you mean?" Oscar was slow to catch on.
Unfortunately, Greg didn't intend to explain, and he immediately took out his phone and called Black Wolf's number.
"Is everything ready, Black Wolf?"
