The King of the Black Country had initially feared that Mo Huasong wouldn't fall into his trap and refuse to come.
But he was overjoyed to find that Mo Huasong was hell-bent on acquiring the Nine-leaf Sun Grass.
Who would have thought that Mo Huasong could be so dim-witted? He went straight to the Country of La!
Hahaha, Mo Huasong is doomed.
The King of the Black Country quickly grabbed his phone and dialed the Country of La: "Hello, is this big brother?"
"Yes, it's me. Have you heard that Mo Batian is coming to our country?" excited laughter came from the other end.
"Yes, big brother, if you guys manage to destroy Mo Batian, make sure to send us a few of the Little Black Knives." The King of the Black Country was really after the Little White Sword, but he knew better than to compete for that with his elder brother.
"Don't worry. We'll leave you some bones after we've eaten the meat," the other person chuckled and hung up.
