The Fifth Monarch was trembling with a cold, piercing aura.
"In our eyes, your brother is nothing more than an ant," he said, his voice frigid. "If he dared to appear before me, I would crush him to death in an instant."
The Fifth Monarch seemed to be losing his composure; otherwise, he never would have uttered such words. No sooner had his voice fallen than a mocking tone rang out.
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