It was not a coincidence that Wen Zaifou had come here. No matter how much he disdained political matters, the palace of the South Capital had nurtured a few experts.
How could a magnificent Lord of Heaven be a person living in isolation, as said in the legends? Furthermore, he had locked himself up for a few years. There had been no problems in the South Capital, besides the fact that the aristocrat armies were idle. He had dared to go into isolation for a few years as he had gathered a few capable soldiers.
Birds of a feather flock together. Although Wen Zaifou was strange in the way he did things, he was sincere with people. Furthermore, there were many people like him in this world…
Earlier, when the palace had turned into an ocean, one of Wen Zaifou's trusted subordinates had told Wen Zaifou, "If the King of Gods wants to use the water city to destroy the drive of his enemies, his enemies will definitely find a way to bring the water away."
