For centuries, the intermarriage between the Jiang and Yun clans had been so deeply rooted that their bloodlines were one and the same. If the Jiang clan was no longer fit to hold the throne of Dayu, then why shouldn't it be the Yun clan's turn?
Yun Yangqiu lowered his head, staring at the King of Xirong’s belt. It was crafted from dragon-skin, a material impervious to fire, water, and steel. While it appeared magnificently ornate, it served another, hidden purpose—one that the King of Xirong, who had seized the throne through dishonorable means, was unaware of.
The King of Xirong, preoccupied with finding a weapon, ignored Yun Yangqiu. "No swords, no blades—surely there’s an axe! Bring me an axe! I will paint this palace red with the blood of the Jiang clan; I will make their vengeful spirits curse Dayu for generations to come!"
Chapter 187