The Imperial Advisor was about to strike down when he was blasted away.
Cough!
He coughed out blood as he looked at the man that he was facing. Another fellow advisor, for another prince, looked down at him.
"Tian Zhi. I told you that siding with the crown prince was the best way. Why did you have to stay with the tenth prince? I told you that you would lose." He coldly said.
"Look around. What part of this looks like you are winning?" Tian Zhi chuckled.
"Now then, Fan Hong, what are you talking about? Winning? I must tell you, you have chosen the wrong side indeed. Your prince has chosen wrong."
Fan Hong looked down upon Tian Zhi and shook his head.
"Once I am finished with you, I will take care of everyone else. Soon enough, the war will be over." Fan Hong smiled.