Although Black Bear still had some difficulty accepting his identity, the experience of transformation that had just occurred was undeniable, forcing him to acknowledge the truth.
"Do I really have the bloodline of the Demon Clan?"
Black Bear whispered to himself and lifted his head to look at the White Fox. "General, that boy who claims to be the Son of the Netherworld Emperor is very powerful. What do you plan to do with him?"
The cloaked figure chuckled indifferently and said, "For now, we let them and King Qin weaken each other, and we reap the benefits. Don't worry, those undead won't come to Xihu City. But you must make King Qin determined to send real experts. Only then can we exploit the opportunity."
"I will pretend to support King Qin and make him join forces with the other six kings. Hehe, when the time comes, I'll gradually have King Qin under my control. As for the Son of the Netherworld Emperor, he is not a threat."
