James glanced at the Emperor and spoke in a frail voice, “Thank you for your concern. I’m doing well, for now.”

The Emperor smiled. “You’ll be on public trial tomorrow. All of your crimes will be listed. Say… Do you think you’ll be executed?”

James looked at the Emperor and said nothing.

Even though he was furious, he remained composed. After all, he did not wish to waste his strength.

The Emperor continued, “You’ll be on trial in another eight hours. Since your position is simply too high, considering that you’re the commander-in-chief of the Southern Plains and the Dragon King, your trial will be judged by the remaining four commanders-in-chief, the General-Secretary, and the Chief Executive. Do you wish to die or spend the remainder of your life in this dark and damp cell?”

James took a deep breath and asked, “I have never crossed you or the big shots in the Capital. I’m just minding my own business in the Southern Plains. Why are you so fixated on removing me?”

James wa