The president who led Darsia to the peak of the world was now shedding tears, overwhelmed with emotion.
"You..." Soloman instinctively felt a surge of anger.
He hadn't even had the chance to deal with them, and yet they dared to step forward and oppose him. He wanted nothing more than to tear them apart with his bare hands, but the Darsians were watching.
He couldn't just strike them down. Not only could he not act violently, he had to placate them.
Soloman asked, "You oppose me, but there must be a reason. Perhaps there is a misunderstanding. I can explain it all to you now."
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