There was no other way—the world was as such, where strength was king. Previously, the Sword Emperor could afford to indulge the Sword Saint Commander.
But now, Ye Feng had demonstrated even greater strength than the Sword Saint Commander, making it impossible for the Sword Emperor to show any partiality towards the Sword Saint Commander anymore, especially since the Sword Saint Commander's very life was held in Ye Feng's grasp.
The Sword Saint Commander's face was full of rage, "Sword Emperor, Brother, I am one of the four commanders! How can I kneel to a newcomer who has just joined Luoying? I disagree!"
"Shut your mouth! Today, whether you agree or disagree, you'll have to agree! Who asked you, this waste, to provoke Ye Feng on your own? Since you provoked him and are not his match, who else is to blame but your own overestimation of your strength?" bellowed the Sword Emperor.
