"My King, regardless, this is still a glimmer of hope. Perhaps things aren't as bad as you think," Elder Snake said worriedly. "If we wait for the Yellow Demon King and the Gray Demon King to lead their armies against She Mountain, it will be too late. Even King Liu Yao would be powerless if he were here."
'Was Demon King Liu that strong?' Tu Xiao'an curled his lip. 'He still died at my hand.'
When it came to the Snake Race's impending catastrophe, it was ultimately because Tu Xiao'an, as king, had been too high-profile. He had gravely offended two Deep Mountain Demon Kings, and his killing of the White Demon King had left the leaders of many other races deeply unsettled.
'If I do nothing, it'll be a bit hard to justify.'
"Elder Snake, since you think it's necessary for me to visit the Fox Race, then I will go."
'But there's probably no hope in this trip,' Tu Xiao'an thought.
