Song Tianba was restless, unable to sleep through the night.
"The Thirteenth Elder won't abandon my Song Family, right? If he truly does, then Guo Fengxian and the God of Gambler's fate would be my cautionary tale." Song Tianba worriedly muttered, drinking wine to calm his anxiety.
He looked at the dimly lit ancient residence of the Song Family, feeling a strong sense of unease.
The Song Family had already boarded the Thirteenth Elder's chariot; if we can't win, the only possible outcome is a crushing defeat.
A crushing defeat would mean the Song Family following in the footsteps of the Guo Family, facing a backlash from the Tang Family, which might lead to the Song Family's potential ruin.
With these considerations, Song Tianba was anxious, feeling like he was being fried in oil.
