"I see." Lin Xuan nodded.
He didn't expect the Blue Cloud Nation to be in such a difficult situation.
Previously, when he was a slacker living in the Lin family's courtyard, women would come to propose to him all day long. He thought that this country was very peaceful.
From the looks of it, he thought so because he was too lazy and didn't know the situation of this country.
Wu Jingxian couldn't help but feel emotional when he saw how calm Lin Xuan was. As expected of a big shot from North Mystic Heaven.
In his eyes, the entire Blue Cloud Nation was probably not even worth mentioning. The Blue Cloud Nation was probably as insignificant as a stone on the ground.
Wu Jingxian bowed and said, "The Blue Cloud Nation only has a population of five million people. To you, Consort, it's insignificant."
"However, I still have a trace of hope. I earnestly request the Consort to help save the Blue Cloud Nation!"
