Little Kingfisher was furious: "Not only that, but he also hurt the birds. All birds that saw him practicing dark arts were killed by him."
"The Beiqi Monarch?"
Lin Qingluo could hardly believe it: "He actually committed atrocities and hurt his own people."
Little Kingfisher angrily denounced: "A hypocritical pretender."
"I thought he was quite a person, highly respected by the people, but it seems we overestimated him."
Lin Qingluo was extremely disgusted: "In that case, there's no need for us to be polite. We'll break into the Imperial Palace and kill him with one sword. Such scum is not worthy of living in this world."
"Master."
Little Kingfisher was sad for a moment: "I'm afraid those children are in great danger."
"Blood sacrifice."
Lin Qingluo's heart sank: "Refining the flesh and blood of infants to practice dark arts can greatly increase one's power in a short time."
Little Kingfisher gritted her teeth: "He wants to enhance his strength for dealing with us."
