"The three counselors who volunteered have been killed."
The councils of the Wuxia Empire gathered once again around the table. Emperor Woo's physician was taught how to mix the dual medicine needed for the emperor.
Which was why he could sit among the round table, now reduced to five counselors. He sighed.
If he risked going after the Undead Elf King, he would have less than two hours to finish the fight before his legs gave out.
The Undead Elf King wasn't one to fight with honor; if something like that happened, he would strike Woo dead without a spark of shame.
"And the demons are beginning to breach the outskirts of the capital; soon they will arrive here."
Another unpleasant piece of news that made him uneasy. Woo massaged his forehead; he could guess the Undead Elf King was back, and mainly because of him.
