Wenxin Pavilion Returns to the Battlefield

Over in Yelang Kingdom, the emperor received the same news. The Yelang Monarch was a young man, and his brows rose high in a frown. "Are you certain it was the Wilderness Wolf Regiment's side that lost?"

"Your Majesty, it is absolutely true! The Flying Dragon Legion advanced three hundred li northward in a single day and has already reached the foot of Yanmen Pass! The Wilderness Wolf Regiment, said to possess unstoppable combat strength, retreated into Yanmen Pass with battered remnants. And that was with Beast Taming Valley's intervention. Had Beast Taming Valley not released a million beasts, this mighty northern army that had run rampant without restraint might well have been wiped out in a single battle by the Lin clan!"

"What a Lin clan! It seems even my Mist Gate commander may not be a match for them. Tell me, if I were to lead the campaign myself and teach that rebellious Lin brat a lesson, what then?" His Majesty asked eagerly.

The Minister of War below turned pale. "Your Majesty's abilities reach the heavens and penetrate the earth. If you were to arrive at Mist Gate, you would naturally be invincible wherever you went. But... but... weapons are ominous, and war is perilous. The sages said that weapons are Fierce Weapons, used by sages only when they have no other choice. Yelang has not yet reached such a point of necessity."

These words of the sages persuaded His Majesty. He nodded. "That is true. Yelang governs the world by sagehood, and I do listen to the sages' words..."

The Minister of War withdrew on his knees, wiping the sweat from his brow as he cursed inwardly. Which bastard had trained His Majesty into such an arrogant fool? You people were trying to get someone killed! If