Other than Su Xiao, there were three people in the council chamber. Not far from the entrance stood a guard in golden armor. On the throne at the innermost end sat a man with long black hair. He was around forty, with tousled hair. Although he wore an ornate robe, he still gave off a rugged air.
A woman in black robes sat on the side throne beneath the king. The witch hat on her head was pulled very low, making it impossible to see her eyes, but her tightly pursed lips showed that she was furious.
Seeing the king seated on the throne, Su Xiao suddenly thought of the old king of the Hia World. The thought vanished in an instant. The two were on entirely different levels. The main reason Su Xiao had not dared to storm the royal palace in the Hia World was not the Imperial Guards, but his fear of that old lion.
Su Xiao slowly entered the council chamber. Apart from his footsteps, the chamber was deathly silent.
"Royal Guard!"
Seeing Su Xiao advance, the guard in golden armor let out an angry roar.
Bang!
A twisted corpse was thrown into the council chamber. Covered in blood, A'Mu blocked the entrance. All the blood on its body belonged to the enemy—the Royal Guards had been slaughtered by it in several charges.
"My lord..."
The golden-armored guard gripped the hilt at his waist. Randolph, seated on the throne, raised a hand to signal him not to act rashly. Clearly, Randolph did not want to be used as a weapon by the witch, Isa.
"Sir, there may be some misunderstanding between us..."
Clang!
Blade Glow flashed, and a slash appeared across the golden-armored guard's neck. He clutched his throat and staggered back several steps before collapsing.