"I demand the book of Destruction Laws to determine whether what you are saying is true or false!"
The head of the Prison Flame family had a brooding look in his eyes and did not respond immediately, instead glancing towards the Chair of the Council.
The Chair promptly said:
"Enough. This is an extremely serious war council. How can we summon the book of Destruction Laws just to distinguish the truth of your family's gossip?"
"Shangmo family, you've been causing nothing but trouble, and you have still not donated any funds."
"This is how you treat the Council!!!"
By the last line, his voice carried a hint of murderous intent.
Qiong snorted in disdain, resting her hand on a diamond ring.
Money.
She had it.
Arian had given her an entire treasury of wealth.
Seeing there was no way to receive justice, she could only bring out money to mitigate the disaster.
Just as she was about to take some treasures out of the gemstone ring, she found her hand gently held down.
"Arian?"
