"Prepare for war. You're dismissed."
None dared to talk back nor question his words as they all immediately left and prepared. The small amount of interactions they'd had with Orion showed them the type of leader he was.
One that talked without explanations. Their devotion to the Royal family was so deep that they would've followed his orders even if he was a useless cripple but now?
The heir was not only a stupendously talented cultivator, a cunning schemer but also the one that had uprooted all the rebellion within the clan, in a single moment.
They had no complaints and would die on the battlefield if his orders commanded so.
Within the Hall, still sitting on his throne, Orion bore a serious expression as multiple questions popped into his mind.
