C183 Red Tide
Under the soft glow of candlelight, Chen Ming perused the report on Jin Maohou, his brow furrowed. "Are you suggesting that the old lion is stirring up trouble between Yaen Mountain and the Great Demon Kings? And now, they've all secretly turned their backs on us?"
The black python bowed respectfully. "Indeed, several Great Demon Kings have severed ties with Yaen Mountain in the shadows
