"Howl!"
The snow wolf howled; it looked at Feng Tianwu but did not move.
The other spirit beasts also did not leave, all gathered around the street.
"Emperor!"
The old master's voice filled with deep pain. He trembled a little, crying, "You really shouldn't have come back."
"Don't say that."
Feng Tianwu shook his head. "I am the ruler of this kingdom. I can't abandon my kingdom and ignore my people. They're here for me..."
Nalan Yan did not say much, only followed Feng Tianwu's side.
Their eyes were filled with determination.
They chose to die for their kingdom.
The wind rose.
The whole sky looked dark as if there was a storm coming. All people felt slightly worried.
Inside the city gates, there was a strong smell of blood and dead bodies piled up everywhere.
