The Second Mister's face changed, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, "Father, no, I should call you Clan Leader Frost, is this how you intend to get rid of me? It's hardly as easy as that. I have not yet been defeated, even if I die today, I will make sure to drag you all down with me." No one noticed the few drops of transparent liquid that slipped from his hand to the floor, rapidly evaporating and disappearing.
Frost Bill snorted with disdain, "Are you still hoping for the Divine-Level Warship Formation? Are you trying to tell me that their main cannons are aimed at us, and with just your command, they could level my Azure Dragon Palace to the ground? You think I'll give you such an opportunity? The Divine-level Warship Formation is the foundation of the Bill Clan, and you think you can buy them over? You are well prepared, but let's see if you have anything else that can threaten me." A faint aura of dominance permeated the room, with everything already under his control.