National Martial Saint Mansion.
Inside the council hall.
The atmosphere fell into silence for a moment.
"How many people?"
After a few breaths, Qin Zheng slightly bowed his head, his voice calm.
"Millions."
Mu Jinyan's eyes reddened slightly, but he could only tell the truth.
Millions of the same kind of life were being exchanged for a monster that could very possibly be a Supreme Saint, under the condition it would not step into the territory of Great Jin for a hundred years.
Was it worth it?
From the perspective of the entire population of Great Jin, it actually was.
After all, the existence of a being that could very possibly be a Supreme Saint, should it enter the territory of Great Jin, casualties would no longer be counted in millions, it would be far more severe.
But for those million humans, this was extremely cruel and ruthless.
