Bab 1137: Preaching Tribals Life And Death Laws

Asura God Clan.

"Where is the Princess? Where is the Princess!?!" A burly figure rushed in a hall full of well-dressed officials and stomped his feet. 

"I asked where the hell is the Princess!?!!?!"

"Calm down, Your Majesty. Please calm down."

A lady, more correctly, a vixen, with seductive curves and a veiled face held the burly man's hand and said softly. 

The man significantly calmed down as she said that while the officials in the room breathed a relieved sigh. 

The vixen was quite literally half the man's size. She was not short or thin, but the man was almost a giant with how big he was. 

"Vivienne, where's my daughter?" The man asked softly to the lady. 

The lady massaged the man's shoulder and made him sit down on a chair.

The officials in the hall gave the man a courtesy bow and left, leaving him along with the vixen. 

"Your Majesty, you worry too much about her." Vivienne said.