Ibeiya And The King (3)

The king crawled up and grasped the pendant in front of his chest, opening it before pouring the liquid into his mouth. Quickly, the wound on his face began to recover. His face was calm, not seeming angry at all. However, he warily looked at Xiao Lin, saying, "If you're planning on doing anything more, you'll need to get me more potions. All I have with me is this."

Xiao Lin composed himself, looking at the calm king, Xiao Lin's fist that fell to his side. The king understood very well that Xiao Lin could not kill him right there. Even if the king was injured, they would need to cure the king. Even if Dawn Academy did not like the king, the king could not die while they were still defending the city.

"We have a saying in my hometown; as evil as a tiger is, they do not eat their children. Even if you didn't acknowledge your son-in-law, were you willing to let Ibeiya turn into an orphan?" Xiao Lin mocked.