Huo Keduo looked coldly at the conservative old orc before him. He was not angry, only filled with deep sorrow.
In the past, Huo Keduo had always believed this old man would be one of his staunchest supporters. In his eyes, the old man had also been someone who wanted to change the orcs. He helped young people everywhere, teaching them martial skills, wisdom, and experience. Was that not change?
In the past, no Black Orc had ever been so selfless.
And Karaka had indeed supported Huo Keduo tirelessly, just as Huo Keduo had expected. This old orc had truly contributed greatly to Huo Keduo's ascension to the throne of Orc King. Yet when Huo Keduo began carrying out sweeping reforms, at some unknown point, this former supporter had begun resolutely opposing him.
At first, Huo Keduo had been utterly baffled. For a time, he thought he had not rewarded Karaka generously enough, causing him to betray him. But Huo Keduo soon realized he had been overthinking it. This one-hundred-and-twenty-six-year-old man did not care about profit. What he cared about was the future of his race.
Unfortunately, the future this old man envisioned was different from Huo Keduo's.
This was a disagreement over the path ahead, one that profit could never mend. No matter how much they said, it was useless. Both men had their own convictions and obsessions. Each believed himself right and the other wrong.
"You're sure you want a duel of honor with me?" Huo Keduo curled his lip and said mockingly.
It was not that Huo Keduo looked down on Karaka; it was simply the truth. In terms of age, Huo Keduo was in his prime, with both his body and strength at their peak! But Karaka? He was already in his twilight years. His body