"Ramiel... disappeared for a few centuries...? It can't be! Progenitor Ramiel?! You dare step foot in my Castle!"
The old King raged as he stood up. An aura just as powerful as the previous aura filled the place, countering the old aura.
Every Royal Court member also stood up, alert as soon as they heard their King mention the White Tiger King.
"Hahaha, you really think you can face me? I bet you won't even fare to attack me after seeing me."
"Why don't you test that theory? I already have one of you in my prison! I won't mind another!" The Werewolf King's hands started transforming, turning into sharp claws. The mark on his forehead shone brightly.
"Fine. Here I come!"
A figure stepped inside the Royal Hall, stopping right before the open doors. Everyone was finally able to see the person clearly.
The Werewolf King's expressions twisted. "Warlord Zhang?"