"You are saying that your best subordinate, someone who is a legendary ranker, couldn't kill a measly SSS ranker?"
Alex's cold eyes were fixed on Nyx while his body kept releasing pressure on the guy's body.
Nyx, however, stayed silent.
He didn't have a reply since that was the truth.
"All I said was for you to send the best subordinate of yours to kill a sleeping SSS-ranker, yet he failed. Why?"
Alex's right elbow was placed on the armrest of the throne, supporting his chin that was resting on his right palm.
*Tap**Tap**Tap*...
His body was relaxed on the throne, while the fingers of his other hand kept tapping on the left armrest of the throne.
His eyes were half open, but the coldness within them was enough to send a shiver down the spine of anyone who looked into them.
His aura of a great emperor was not there anymore; all that was left was a cold and unforgiving aura.
