"Don't tell me I really intend to go to war with the Orc Empire. Didn't I tell you before? I'll give you three days to prepare, and then we'll go to war. That's pretty reasonable, isn't it?"

"I am not afraid of war. I am the Lord of the Undead. The Undead have never feared war, just like we are not afraid of death."

The White Tiger Empress showed a look of surprise and doubt on her face, and asked hesitantly, "So, Lord of the Undead, there really is no contract between you and Morir?"

Li Ziyu stared at the White Tiger Empress without saying a word.

Now that things have come to this, if the White Tiger Queen still wants to talk nonsense on such a boring issue, then there is really no need to waste her breath.

From the moment Moril angered Li Ziyu, Li Ziyu had no intention of living in peace.

He is the Lord of the Undead, the leader of the Wasteland Alliance, and a castle-level traverser. He was mocked by Morir but did not fight back. If this were to get out, he would really lose all his face.

Now that he is in his current position, he can no longer just think about himself.

It's not that he wants to go to war, he has to go to war.

He has already given the solution, kill Moril.

I want to make it clear to the Orc Empire that I am no weaker than you. If you want to fight, then fight.

After the battle with the Life Empire, the Wasteland Alliance was strong in both men and horses, while the Orc Empire needed to recuperate. If a war broke out, Li Ziyu really didn't care, as he would most likely be able to directly flatten the Orc Empire.

Looking at Li Ziyu's calm eyes, the White Tiger Queen finally realized that she was wrong, and extremely wrong.

She can't read minds, but she has no problem analyzing things from people's eyes.

The Lord of the Undead did not lie to her about this matter and really had no collusion with Morir.

The White Tiger Empress sat up, looked at Li Ziyu seriously, and said, "I hope to have another talk with you. We shouldn't start a war. That would be bad for everyone."

Li Ziyu looked at the empress indifferently, the corner of her mouth curled up. "From the beginning, you should have spoken to me in this way. I gave you a chance. I asked you to kill Morir. Obviously, he didn't know how to respect the king. You didn't do so, so this situation has come to this."

"You are the king of the Orc Empire, and I am the king of the Undead. You refused to kill Morir for the sake of the Orc Empire's reputation. I want to go to war for my own reputation. Personal reputation doesn't matter, but I cannot lose the reputation of my Undead clan and my lord friends. You should understand this."

After being reminded by Li Ziyu, the White Tiger Queen suddenly understood why Li Ziyu said he wanted to start a war.

The Undead cannot be suppressed by the Orc Empire!

If the Orc Empire expresses its intention to suppress the Undead, the only option left is to go to war.

They must be equal!

The decision to go to war was not made by the Lord of the Undead, but was forced upon him by millions of undead and their allies.

If it were her, the White Tiger Empress, going to another country and being humiliated, she would also decide to go to war!

Damn Morril!

The White Tiger Queen suddenly regretted not killing Morir.

After thinking for a moment, the White Tiger Queen asked, "If Morir never appears again, will there be peace between the orcs and the undead?"

Li Ziyu crossed his fingers, placed them on his abdomen, and whispered, "There's no chance anymore. Words spoken are like spilled water, and there's no way to take them back. I can't afford to lose face."

The White Tiger Empress struggled again and asked, "Is there really no other way?"

Li Ziyu stared at the White Tiger Empress and said in a deep voice, "If you use yourself as a bargaining chip, then there is still a chance, but I feel that you won't do that. You won't give up the majesty of the Empress, right?"