"So, you want me to prove my identity as the Immortal Monarch by forcing you to kneel, is that it?" Yuan asked.
"That's right. Do you have any issues with my request?" The Primordial Phoenix said.
"Honestly, that's far too boring, as it would take no effort at all. Besides, I've no desire to humiliate the Celestial Emperor's lapdog and give him yet another reason to hate me."
The Primordial Phoenix trembled after hearing Yuan's words, and he muttered, "What did you just call me? A lapdog? I am nobody's lapdog, you bastard!"
"Oh? If you're not the Celestial Emperor's lapdog, what are you? His slave?"
Flames erupted from the Primordial Phoenix's body, weaving around him as they formed an armor of pure fire.
"You know what? I don't care if you're the Immortal Monarch or not. You're not going to leave this place until I teach you how to respect a superior being."
