"Not many?!"
"Heh..." Liang Kun scoffed, incensed. "You're only at the Cultivating Evil stage. What right do you have to say three thousand Foundation Establishment cultivators aren't many?!"
"No, forget the three thousand Foundation Establishment cultivators! Just three thousand of those million Qi Cultivation-level Barbarian Ghosts would be more than enough to crush you!"
Zhong Ming had made him lose a great deal of face and recklessly sabotaged the peace talks. Liang Kun was furious with him for being so 'oblivious to the bigger picture'.
As such, his attitude was now incredibly hostile. "If the fine young men of our Frost Moon Immortal Dynasty die in this foreign land, their blood will be on your hands!"
Faced with his furious accusation, many people inside the vast command tent remained silent.
They agreed with Liang Kun's words and had no desire to fight for the Celestial Cloud Kingdom in this foreign land.
