After that, he became a tiny corpse, discarded nonchalantly by the Purple Emperor, tossed next to other cat corpses.
The sun in July was quite scorching, and a strange odor was gradually spreading.
The soldiers of the Great Yan Army, responsible for the perimeter, showed looks of discomfort on their faces.
Even the coldest and heartless soldiers, watching the adorable creatures one by one lose their lives in the hands of the Purple Emperor, felt an indescribable feeling welling up in their hearts.
Perhaps the Purple Emperor had his reasons.
But it couldn't change the chill in everyone's hearts.
Standing under the sweltering sun, the only sensation they felt was a shiver that made them want to shudder from time to time...
With another scream, another kitten was tossed out.
Unable to stand it any longer, Bai Yixiu stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty the Purple Emperor!"
The Purple Emperor turned around with a frown: "Are you blaming me for being so ruthless?"
