"Alliance Hierarch!"
The unlucky servant sent to call Andrew had just pushed open the door to find the place in shambles.
Andrew's hair was disheveled, and the furniture in the room was smashed to pieces.
"Alli... Alliance Hierarch..." The servant was somewhat fearful.
Since Andrew sat in the Alliance Hierarch's position, this was the first time he had seen such a loss of composure.
"Speak!" Andrew's face was grim, like a raging lion!
His dignity, his confidence!
All were destroyed!
"The servants... the servants wish to invite you over..." The dispatched servant was trembling with fear, knowing that saying such things at this time might lead to punishment.
"Heh." Andrew sneered, walking to the servant and lifting his chin: "Is it that the Empress refuses to leave and wants me to personally escort her?"
"This..." The servant felt a chill down his spine, somewhat terrified.
