Revenge!
These words were not just empty talk spoken by Wang Dadong.
With the power that Hell wielded now, exterminating a small country was a trifling matter.
Of course, Hell's firepower wasn't so strong that it could destroy a nation through brute force alone.
But Hell had the finest spy network, the strongest assassin organization, and all the financial backing of the Kingdom of Kansas.
The King must have known that someone had assassinated his beloved daughter, and he would surely spare no expense in catching the murderer.
"Lisa, it's all my fault. I failed to protect you..." After a brief surge of anger, Wang Dadong was once again enveloped in boundless sorrow.
What good was anger? What good was finding the murderer?
Even if he were to torture the killer a thousand times over, Lisa wasn't going to come back to life, never again to sweetly cling to his arm and call him 'brother'...
