C746 Evil Doesn't Fight

"Clang!" The pure gold wine cup flew out of the Huntingye King's left hand and smashed into the ground.

Raising his right hand that was missing a palm, he wiped the drop of wine on his beard and let out a burp. His face was red, and he was drunk as he sat on the fur throne. His eyes were filled with self-mockery as he muttered softly.

"He came really fast