What met the eye was a spacious conference room. In the very center stood a rectangular conference table. Around the table were many chairs, reserved for the core members of the Blood Clan and the Wolf Tribe. Along the four walls of the room, rows of armchairs had been placed—these were for the various Blood Clan and Werewolf Clan members attending the council.
At this moment, many people were already seated in the conference room. At the head sat the current Dark Council Chairman; to his left and right below him were two vice chairmen and four Dark Council Elders. Speaking of these four Elders, An Yiqing had heard Old Prince Bruch say that they had lived for many years and their strength was on par with his. Among them, two Elders supported the Secret Party, while of the other two, one supported the Magic Party and one supported the Werewolves.
"Your Royal Highness Prince Bruch, welcome." The Dark Council Chairman rose to his feet and said with a smile.
