" Dammit!" Hei Hunli roared, throwing another empty bottle, the glass shattering as it hit the wall.
His palace was dark and, by his own orders, not even his closest guards dared to disturb him.
The leader's powerful body sank into his throne, his trembling eyes closing.
He still held his power, his fortune and many of his soldiers, but his heart was in pieces.
All this had been built up by him and his brothers, by a promise they had made to their mother: never to bow their heads to anyone beneath the heavens.
What was the point of going through with that promise without them there?
"Those bitches... this is all their fault!" He clenched his fists hard enough for his nails to sink into his palms and draw blood.
Hunli wanted revenge, he wanted all their heads decorating the walls of his fortress. But he simply couldn't act.
With each bottle of liquor he finished, he set off for the next.