Aid

Tosai raised his head and squinted up at the clear sky, convinced this would be a perfect day.

How lucky I am, he thought. His cousin, King Kuayue, and his father, King Yue Yao, had died on the same night, allowing him to inherit both great powers as a matter of course. From that moment on, he had felt that he would one day become Khan King. That feeling had only grown stronger, reaching its peak on this special day.

The two most powerful forces among the ruins of Dragon Court were about to clash, and the commander of one side had been assassinated. His body was in Tosai's hands.

King Yue Yao looked at the Dragon King riding abreast of him, feeling an immense sense of satisfaction and superiority. This man might have had an ambiguous relationship with Luo Ningcha, but after today, he would no longer be a threat. A self-proclaimed little king of the Western Regions had actually thought he could contend for supremacy in the North Court. How ridiculous.

"Dragon King, you've done a great service today. But you let Wing Guard Hong Yuan go without permission, and your merits don't outweigh your faults. Think it over carefully, and give me a reasonable explanation later."

King Yue Yao's voice shifted from cordial to stern. He also picked up speed, and as soon as he finished speaking, he had left the Dragon King a horse's length behind.

Distance meant power. Tosai had put the North Court royal family's rule into practice for the first time, and he was very pleased.

His attendants surged forward, forming a tight cordon between King Yue Yao and the Dragon King. They understood the rules better than their master did and knew that the Dragon King had been cast aside. He might