Ye Yinzhu smiled faintly, saying, "Marshal Martin, please just call me by name. Otherwise, I might feel a bit uncomfortable. I am good friends with Brother Oliveira; if you address me as such, he might feel awkward."
Marshal Martin laughed heartily, "Alright then, I'll call you Yin Zhu."
Ye Yinzhu said, "Our purpose for coming to Holy Light City is only one— to completely resolve the Beastman Clan issue for the Milan Empire."
In a simple sentence, Ye Yinzhu's tone was very calm, but in this plain speech, the Martin brothers both felt a trace of domineering aura. They understood that Ye Yinzhu was not joking.
Matlachi couldn't help but say, "Your Excellency, the Zither Emperor, are you really so sure? The joint army of the Beastmen's two big tribes still has a full one million. Perhaps you don't fully understand the fierceness of the Beastman Clan."
