Xiliu Yuan lowered his gaze.
"I will certainly report this matter to His Majesty and ask for his judgment," Dean Chen said coldly.
"Let the Bei Emperor decide. That's fine by me. I am an envoy sent to Beili... Someone from the General's Manor has severely injured me. If this matter isn't judged properly, it will become an issue between our two nations."
Mo Geluo wasn't afraid in the slightest. Beili could not bear the crime of insulting the Empress of Xi Yan.
"Everyone here knows what kind of man the General of Xi Yan is. Even if this escalates into a conflict between our nations, we are not afraid."
"COUGH, COUGH, COUGH... Can you, Dean, truly represent all of Beili?" Mo Geluo gasped.
"General Mo is welcome to try me," Dean Chen replied, unperturbed, a faint smile on his face.
No emperor would tolerate someone causing trouble on their own soil, especially when it happened at the General's Manor.
