"You madman!" the royal envoy's hands scrambled quickly as he left the great hall in haste.
"Young Master, I'll get the troops ready now, ready to take on the royal family!" Dao Kuang said.
"No need!" Ye Wudao shook his head and refused, "This concerns my personal affairs, the North King's troops will not move!"
"What?" Upon hearing Ye Wudao's words, everyone looked tense and said, "You're going alone, no, that's far too dangerous!"
"Exactly, Young Master, the royal family is clearly setting a trap like Hongmen Feast, just waiting for you!"
Ye Wudao sneered, "This Hongmen Feast is too small, it can't satiate me!"
The ghost doctor at the side said, "Little Ye, I'll go with you!"
Hearing the ghost doctor's words, Ye Wudao looked worried, "But your body hasn't..."
"This little injury, after almost ten days of rest, has healed long ago!" the ghost doctor assured, patting his chest.
"Heh, fine!" Ye Wudao laughed.
"When do you plan to leave?" the ghost doctor asked.