Suicide

Old Man Mu glanced at the four people at the door and said quite seriously, "Dragon King, you should have given me the antidote sooner. It's a little late now, so I'll have to ask you to fight one against many again."

The four had covered their faces like assassins, but Gu Shenwei had already guessed their identities. "White Eagle, Hong Yuan, Sky Swift, Purple Vulture."

The four surviving members of the Khan's Wing Guard tore off their masks and stared warily at the Dragon King. In the end, Hong Yuan spoke for them all. "We will not allow anyone to desecrate the Old Khan King's remains."

Gu Shenwei shook his head. "Neither will I."

Hong Yuan sneered. "The Dragon King changes his mind quickly. Are you going to ask us to escort you out of the tomb next?"

"That's more or less what I mean."

Old Man Mu cut in. "Don't listen to my nonsense. If you'd come out a little later, you would have heard the Dragon King reject my suggestion. Heh heh, Molin is our friend, so that makes us friends too..."

Hong Yuan shook his head. "Molin is a traitor. Since you came here, you'll have to stay."

"Come on, look. The Old Khan King gave Silver Eagle a room all to himself. Heh heh, I noticed that the four of you don't have one. As for the few of us, the Old Khan King didn't like us at all. There's no need for us to be buried with him, right?"

"There are plenty of rooms here. Some people will never come back, so they can be given to you." Hong Yuan remained unmoved by Old Man Mu's attempt to sow discord and was determined to keep the intruders inside the tomb.

Han Fen interjected, "If