Seeing the situation becoming worse, Donoghue shouted at Shentel, “Shentel, you need to leave. I’ll find you later!”

‘Shentel is not powerful enough. I can’t let the Pixiu hurt her,’ he thought.

“No!” Shentel shook her head, worried. “No, dear. I’m not leaving. Let’s retreat if it is too difficult.”

The Pixiu was just an enchanted beast that was guarding the ancient tomb. There was no need to stay there!

Donoghue shook his head firmly. “No, I must control him!”

He was the Prime Minister and he had the Sky Breaking Axe. He must not be defeated by a fierce beast and run away! He must capture it alive!

Next, Donoghue said to a man dressed in a black shirt, “Ted, bring my wife to a safe place. Hurry!”

Ted was Donoghue’s private bodyguard and also his trusted partner. He was a Level One Martial Emperor.

“Yes, Prime Minister!” Ted replied and rushed over to Shentel. “Madam, we must leave quickly. The Prime Minister has a unique divine weapon; he will be fine.”

“Alright then!” Shen