"It's simple, who is Ye Ling? The illustrious Northern Liao King! The King of the Northern Territory!"
"And what is his duty?"
"It is to maintain the peace of the Dragon Nation and to defend against foreign enemies!"
"Now the entire imperial capital is in chaos, and as the Dragon Nation's protector of martial force, how could he sit idly by?"
Mu Ran sighed softly at this point.
"We had to use a stratagem of self-inflicted injury against him; it was a necessary measure!"
"What choice do we have when we are at the mercy of those people from Wo Country?"
Hearing this, Xiang Qiankun also fell silent for a while before he began to speak slowly.
"Brother Mu, do we stand a chance in our united front against Ye Ling?"
Just the thought of Ye Ling made Xiang Qiankun shiver involuntarily.
Ye Ling's fearsome reputation was known to everyone in the imperial capital—known to one, known to all.
