Sanji knew that this was an easy fight, but he had never expected this bunch of rebel forces to have such low standards. They had only killed a little more than a thousand of their men and the enemy's boss had completely given up on defending themselves.
Zhong Nuannuan grunted coldly.
"Such a bunch of lowlife rats were actually planning on becoming rebel forces and taking down the head of state. Are they a comedy troupe sent by monkeys?"
She had initially thought this bunch of people were nothing but a low life group. Now, these same bunch of people looked to be even worse than low lifes.
Zhong Nuannuan stared ahead, her gentle, beautiful face shining under the dim illumination of the moonlight. It was a picture of serenity and beauty.
