"Tan wengui,"
Zhu Wuhua, the Grand Marshal, furrowed his brows and barked, have you forgotten that we had to give up nearly half of our nation's fate and a complete medium-sized spiritual crystal mine when we asked the soul martial Empire for help last time? "
" if the 'soul martial empire' didn't take away nearly half of our country's fate, our wind order empire would have been promoted to a dynasty long ago. your majesty could also rely on the feedback of the country's fate from the promotion to a dynasty to break through the cultivation barrier and become a level seven 'emperor' expert. then, you could register with the 'martial immortal court' of the saint peace state. "
"But all of this was destroyed by the soul martial Empire."
"you still want to ask the soul martial empire for help? Did a donkey kick his head?"
"Zhu Wuhua, you!"
