A slight quirk appeared at the corner of Yeoh Lang's lips as he stared at this man who held no respect for him, not even an ounce.
According to the information this man had come into the city and slept in one of their wealthy hotels. He then got into a scuffle with another man before disappearing.
This had to be the person he was looking for. Everything about him was very suspicious.
"You must be from the edge of the planet because you seem not to have any respect for your king," said Yeoh Lang tapping the armrest of the throne with his finger.
Here is the thing, Zi Han could kill anyone in a matter of minutes but his acting skills weren't on par at all. He could have knelt down and pretended like he was a local citizen but he just couldn't do it.
"You might be their king but you aren't mine," he said his voice as monotonous as though discussing the weather.