The door was knocked then Mong Gi enter the living room, he bows courteously to Zhao Li Xin and to the King palace "Milord, I heard the parley between the fourth and third Xie will be held three days from now"
"Parley? Is that what they say now?" Bei Li Yan scoffed.
"It's better than called it 'deathmatch' between brother," Jin Hao said lazily as he sips his wine in a relaxed manner, there's a blatant mockery on his gentle face.
"I don't know why people need to keep façade for being civilized" Wu San Bo slump on his chair, he doesn't understand the need to pretense between them, they all should know what this 'parley' means.
"Is their fault to called this place 'society' so they need to maintain the peaceful façade if they called it sects like we are who care what we are doing" Bei Li Yan stifles as he opens his arms,