Chapter 227 Shiloh Truman
"The Fifth Prince?"
Upon hearing Wyatt Barnes’ words, the Emperor’s breath became hurried. After what seemed like a long pause, he took a deep breath as a hint of coldness flickered in his eyes.
Wyatt Barnes looked at the Emperor, clearly sensing the anger buried within his heart...
He could sympathize with the Emperor’s current feelings.
"Commander Barnes!"
The Emperor broke the silence, his voice icy cold and sending out chills.
"Your Majesty."
Wyatt Barnes answered in reply.
"Now, take your Brocade Clothes Guards and bring that rebellious son of mine here... I will summon the Prime Minister and the Godly Might Marquis to the palace immediately. Here, in the Golden Throne Hall, I will have that rebellious son executed, to serve as a warning to those who dare to defy!"
The Emperor’s voice, as if it came from the depths of Hell itself, was colder than ever.