Su Li held up Archibald's head with his own hands, his slender fingers gently stroking the face once full of arrogance and mockery. His gaze was as cold as ice, staring at the head for a long time, wishing he could tear it into pieces.
After a long while, he finally handed the head to Belos, the dwarf Master of Forging beside him.
"Turn it into a drinking vessel," Su Li's voice was calm and indifferent, "I want it to be eternally displayed in the hall of Bauhinia Castle, to remind every fool who steps in here—anyone who dares to challenge the majesty of the Bauhinia will pay the price."
Belos took the head, a spark of excitement gleaming in his cloudy eyes. As a dwarf Master of Forging, he had seen countless rare treasures, but the legendary-level skull in his hands was a high-grade material he had never encountered. He nodded excitedly, holding Archibald's head as he left the meeting hall.
