"Lowering my head is merely retreat, not a gesture of respect."
The Old Emperor stepped back half a step, gazing at Yang Ming, "Viscount Yang Ming, do you know what you're saying?"
"I am very clear, Your Majesty."
Yang Ming smiled,
"You can definitely extend my prison term purely out of personal emotion.
"When I ordered those Federation people to be fired upon, I had already made my decision.
"I will help Edwan because Edwan is my friend, and this country needs a monarch who understands the economy to revive it.
"But from now on, I will only be responsible for the safety of this nation's people, fulfilling my duty as a soldier.
"Furthermore, before you angrily decide to extend my prison term, maybe you should consider my current prestige among the younger officers in the military."
The Old Emperor suddenly raised his left hand, unable to conceal the anger on his face, seemingly wanting to choke Yang Ming's neck.
