"Mordo! How can you say that? He's the Genius Mage! The future Sorcerer Supreme!" Wong roared at Mordo.
Wong had never imagined Mordo would dare speak to Zhang Yang like that.
It was outrageous!
Wong stepped forward to confront Mordo, but Zhang Yang stopped him.
Wong froze, glanced at Zhang Yang, then stepped back.
"I'll go find the Eternal Emperor," Zhang Yang said to Mordo.
The Ancient One, Mordo, and Wong all froze.
"Genius Mage!" Wong hurried forward to protest, but Zhang Yang raised a hand and cut him off.
The rest of Wong's words stuck in his throat. His mouth hung open, but nothing came out.
Mordo and the Ancient One turned their eyes to Zhang Yang.
Before Mordo could speak, Zhang Yang said, "I know what you're thinking."
Zhang Yang took a deep breath, steadied himself, and clasped his hands behind his back. He looked up at the Ancient One. "I know what you mean too, Master."
"I don't blame any of you. When it comes down to it, this started because of me."
"So I'll go find the Eternal Emperor. But I'm not going there to die. I'm going to settle this."
"I'll make him understand that Earth's mages don't need to be controlled by a god!"
Zhang Yang looked at the Ancient One, resolve burning in his eyes.
In truth, Zhang Yang bore no hatred toward the Ancient One or Mordo.
It was obvious that they now wanted him to walk to his death.
But he did not blame them.
After all, protecting Earth had been their calling from the very beginning.
They had simply made the decision they believed Earth's guardians had to make.
And they had been driven to it.
In the end, Zhang Yang himself was the reason this had happened.
If he