Mo Yinhe merely smiled without a word, standing up from his seat and then, with an arrogant swagger, stepped down from the stage, walking step by step toward Ye Weiqiang. Separated by a short table, he looked at Ye Weiqiang, who remained seated.
On Ye Weiqiang's face hung a mocking smile: "Her Highness, the Queen here, is neither offspring of the previous sovereign nor born within our Atlantis Empire, an obscure girl who, relying on having a mermaid's tail, dares to call herself the Goddess of the Sea. How audacious! Don't forget, all the legitimate heirs of the former monarch were slaughtered by her. And you cowards still pay homage to her one by one, isn't it just because the Ancient Vampire King said that marrying her as queen would secure the antidote from the vampire race? I, Ye Weiqiang, am not a descendant of the vampires, I lack your cowardly concerns. My nation and I refuse to recognize her as queen. This is where I stand today..."
"Bang!" A resounding blast.
