"Those who come are not kind, and those who are kind do not come. The person behind this is not simple at all."
He lifted his head, his gaze seemed to pierce through thousands of miles, seeing the hidden knives and swords in the dark.
The world fights for the dragon, using every means possible.
Sometimes, wars often start from trivial things, and before the opponent can react, the victory is already determined.
Not every war is fought with grandeur and grandeur, stirring the soul.
Just like the information that Ji Mingyue, the little girl, reported now.
Chen Ping faintly sensed some unpleasant undertones within it.
He couldn't help but secretly admire the little girl's keen perception.
"Explain the causes and consequences of this matter, and who else has been victimized."
"The number of those killed is actually not many, currently only thirty-six, but those attacked exceed more than two hundred people."
Ji Mingyue had a slight trace of guilt between her brows.
