In the Yalong city Lord's residence, long Tianlin was seated in his study, and a black robed man was standing opposite him. This black robed man was extremely petite, and his looks were rather unremarkable, and there was nothing special about him. Most importantly, his strength was extremely weak, not even at the consolidated equipment stage.
The Man in Black stood there and said in a deep voice, " &Quot; city Lord, that's the situation. City Lord Zhao Hai and the others have killed more than 1200 Saints. Only 300 of the 1500 people from the sacred Institute can make it back. The sacred Institute has suffered a great loss this time. &Quot;
"Alright, I understand. You may leave now." Long Tianlin nodded. The man responded, turned around, and left. After the man had left, long Tianlin immediately said, " Grandfather, do you think Zhao Hai can defeat the sacred Institute? "
