Before Madame Hong Xia could speak, a middle-aged man was already bursting with anger: "How can he still be so immersed in this grand dream of his? Does he want to attack the Central Plains through the defense line of the Black Iron Camp or wait for the Western monkeys to give him food and drink? After twenty years of preparation, we gathered a hundred thousand warriors, countless fire engines and steel armor, stacks of dry food and dried meat, and joined forces with the East, West, North, and South to act at the same time, yet we still failed to step into the Central Plains! Now he's still dreaming like this, what is he relying on? The street full of starving people? I don't think that it would be enough for his stomach even if we scraped our marrow!"

His voice resembled a mountain song when herding sheep, echoing without any conceal. Several people around him immediately showed their fear and urged him to be cautious in his words.

The angry middle-aged man sat down and said with a sneer, "Third Madame, I don't think you can keep your promise this time. Don't say you have to rely on your old age, even if you cry out wanting to hang yourself, that madman Jia Lai won't even pay any mind!"

Madame Hong Xia lifted her dry eyelids and knocked her cane down: "Shut up, useless! What's the point of shouting in this room!"

The middle-aged man snorted indignantly.

Madame Hong Xia was motionless, there were veins showing on the back of her thin claw like hand, like the roots of an old three. Then, she slowly opened her mouth and said, "Last time, the Wolf King left a secret card to deal with several tribal leaders. Do you think he has a second card?"

There was silence in the room, all were frightened by the old woman's audacity. It took a long time for the chief to tremble and say: "Third Madame ... the blood of the wolf banner has not yet dried."

"To die in revolt or to die by being implicated, what's the difference?" The old lady's hoarse voice rang out in the silence, "Running in your ancestors' bodies is the bloodline of wolves. Are they all domesticated into dogs now? Or would you rather watch your wife and children, old and young ones die of starvation and war just to prolong your life by a few months?"