A fierce scream echoed throughout the palace.

Dax Weren looked at him like he was a piece of trash, and said, "There won't be a next time."

"Get out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the guards outside the palace came in, grabbed Ankes, and dragged him outside.

Outside the palace, there was still a long staircase that seemed to stretch on forever.

These guards obeyed only Dax Weren, and treated everyone else the same way.

The guard tossed Ankes onto the steps like trash, saying, "Mr. Ankes, you can go back by yourself."

After saying that, the two guards turned and left.

Anx was curled up, his left hand covering the wound on his right arm. Blood quickly stained his entire body, and the floor in front of the palace was also covered in blood.

When Anx came to the palace today, his guards were ordered to stay at the bottom of the steps, and he had to come alone.

Anx lay on the ground for a while before slowly getting up, sitting on the steps, and slowly sliding down. This was the only way he could do it at the moment...

After gliding and resting intermittently for three hours, Anx was finally able to see the end of the stairs.

Filled with humiliation, he knew that today's ordeal would surely become fodder for other officials' gossip...

Anx hated it to the core!

Anx's left hand couldn't withstand the force and loosened, causing him to roll down and lose consciousness.

"Mr. An, Mr. An!"

Are you alright?

Anx's confidants escorted their master back to the mansion and quickly arranged for a doctor to treat him.

“My arm…” Anx looked at the tightly bandaged shoulder and the empty arm, and he already understood…

His arm is beyond repair.