The Patriarch of the Fei Family vowed confidently; he still kept his word, after all, they had already joined hands now. The six princes from the other clan were truly worthless—they hadn't even acted and were already defeated.
The Ten Great Armies were seized as well; it was truly a failure.
Now, only the Fei Family could take action; once Ling Yan died, the throne would be theirs.
But these royal princes were truly incomprehensible; what promise could they have been given, letting them abandon even their own kingdom? This is truly unbelievable.
No matter the promises made, offering the throne is not unusual, nor is doing even more outrageous things.
"I hope the Fei Patriarch keeps his word," said one royal prince. "We still trust in your character."
"Rest assured, I will do it," replied the Fei Patriarch. "Now we are ready, only waiting for the east wind. Once the poison warriors are refined, we can begin."
