Seven Wounds Clan Elder’s complexion was pale. He slapped the back of his chair, causing it to instantly shatter. Clenching his teeth, he roared out, “Those bastards! They dare to betray my ancient King’s lineage?”

A tyrannical aura broke out, sweeping all around him. Many demons in the hall shuddered as they hurried to lower their heads.

Thousandhonor Marquis had a light expression. He said, “Seven Wounds Clan Elder, there is no need to lose your temper. You and I tried three times and failed, so it’s expected for their attitudes to change.”

“Humph!” Seven Wounds Clan Elder coldly sneered, “Those worthless piles of trash. They want to protect their own interests after my ancient King’s lineage takes possession of the throne and yet they aren’t willing to contribute what they should. Where is there such a good deed in this world?”

As he spoke, his eyes looked around the hall, “You are all trusted followers of the ancient King’s lineage so you...