"Holy f*ck! That has to be the most brutal treatment the young members of these ancient martial families have ever suffered!" a Koi Guard soldier said in a somewhat rueful tone as he watched on in admiration.
The blood-red figure standing with his hands clasped behind his back was as lofty as a mountain peak and as cool as ice.
Back at the Rising Dragon Army Chang'an General Headquarters, the Flame Emperor had been anxiously waiting for news. When he received word that Luo Yunyang had defeated Zhu Qingyun, he felt an assortment of complex emotions. He really didn't know what to say. That son of a b*tch always did the most unexpected things. Sometimes, the Flame Emperor was amazed, and sometimes he felt like reprimanding Luo Yunyang. However, he was always satisfied in the end.
