Lu Yan's attitude, calm to the point of arrogance, and his figure seated high upon the Golden Throne, completely ignited the suppressed Royal Palace Hall.
After a brief dead silence came the volcanic eruption of rage.
"Arrogant! Simply arrogant to the extreme!" An elderly marquis with meticulously groomed mustache shook with fury, face turning the color of liver, his fingers tremblingly pointed at Lu Yan, yet he was too angry to say anything more coherent.
"Presumptuous! This is Victoria's Royal Palace, the power center inherited for tens of thousands of years by the Kingdom, not some Underworld under your jurisdiction!" Another marquis dressed in a lavish court attire roared harshly, his voice hoarse from excitement, veins protruding on his neck, as if about to rush forward at any moment.
"Outsiders are simply arrogant to the extreme!"
