Besides Su Xiao, there were three people in the council hall. Not far from the door stood a guard in golden armor, and on the innermost throne sat a man with long black hair, about 40 years old. His hair was tousled, and despite wearing a luxurious robe, he gave off a rugged impression.
On the side seat below the throne sat a woman in a black robe, her witch hat pressed low, making it impossible to see her eyes, but judging from her tightly pursed thin lips, she was very angry.
Seeing the King seated on the throne, Su Xiao suddenly recalled the Old King of the World of Xiya. This thought quickly vanished, as their stature wasn't on the same level; Su Xiao's main reason for not daring to forcefully enter the Royal Palace in the World of Xiya wasn't because of the guard but due to fear of the Old Lion.
Su Xiao stepped into the council hall slowly. Apart from his footsteps, the hall was deathly silent.
"King's Guard!"
