“You’re just a bunch of ants; how dare you block me?” Donoghue coldly said, looking full of himself.

He scanned his surroundings and said, “Those of you that are still unhappy, I dare you to come at me.”

His voice was not loud, but it was intimidating.

The entire crowd was utterly silent. Nobody dared to let out a single breath.

The Westrington Army lowered their heads, and no one dared to look at Donoghue.

At that exact moment, a general walked out from the crowd and knelt in front of Dono