"Our Golden Sparrow has already had a conflict with the three Apocalypse Knights. If it triggers a full-scale war between Golden Sparrow and the Apocalypse Knight Order, can Your Eminence bear the losses and costs?"
The old man questioned in a tone that, though courteous, carried no respect and was quite blunt towards the Pillar Country.
"Since the plan against the Tianwu Empress has failed, our Golden Finch Clan will no longer make exceptions, nor will we involve ourselves in this matter. If Your Eminence still wishes to plot against Tianwu, seek someone wiser!"
After quietly listening to the old man's veiled anger, the man in the black-golden cloak did not turn around, remained unhurried, yet his voice was like a dark river flowing beneath the ice:
"The world has not yet settled, nor is the throne decided. Mo Er, it seems your family's esteemed Sir may be too impatient."
