"Is that not possible?"
Bailuo glanced at Ogysail, they hadn't really met before and the King of the North Sea had not sought to sign any important treaties with him; he just mingled among the kings when acknowledging newcomers.
As for their relationship, when Uncle was mixing in the Northern Sea, Ogysail acted like a Great Demon King, often chasing and trying to kill them.
Therefore, Bailuo had no psychological barriers when it came to fighting the Northern Sea.
If Uncle and he were friends, then this move would indeed be quite underhanded, given that it would destroy the relations left by the previous generation, especially when the other party had done nothing wrong. Bailuo should not be the one to break it.
But Ogysail was not, so it didn't matter.
"You have already lost," Bailuo said, "or do you not intend to admit defeat? That's fine too, we can continue fighting until you give in."
"Insolence!!"
Ogysail and Bailuo were now sworn enemies, but this was unavoidable.
