Wanyan Xiong, the envoy from the Bei Mo Royal Court, sneered, "Wei Tuxian is old. How many more years can he live? I heard he has less than ten years left."
Zhang Yong's gaze turned icy as he snapped, "Nonsense! Lord Wei Tuxian still has more than fifty years of life remaining."
Wanyan Xiong suddenly smiled. "Fifty years! Fine, let's say fifty years! After those fifty years, who will be able to keep Han Feng in check? He's cultivated the Ten Thousand Demon Gu King! And he's so young—only twenty years old."
Zhang Yong fell silent, a flicker of worry in his eyes.
The Great Song Empire had a population as high as a billion, making it the strongest and most prosperous of the three great powers. Yet for all its prosperity and abundance of talent, the Great Song Empire had only one Wei Tuxian.
