A middle-aged man walked out from the fire phoenix and stared at Su Tian.
"It can't be helped. Everyone will take turns kicking the man who is down**. If I don't interfere, I would not get a share of the pie in the future."
Su Tian's expression was calm as he said indifferently, "Furthermore, I'm a cultivator of the Pre-Qin Dynasty. In my eyes, you guys are the real rebels."
"Well said. The Great Qian Dynasty now are people like us. Do you really think we can't replace you?"
Amidst loud laughter, a slender and handsome young man flew into the sky. His eyes were soft but his temperament was evil.
At this moment, he was in high spirits. He held a tri-colored feather fan in his hand and questioned the other party with an overbearing aura, "Virtuous Phoenix King, do you think that's right?"
Virtuous Phoenix King!
When Song Shi, who was running away, heard this name, he subconsciously looked up.
