The meaning of Xia Hong is obvious, if we do not hand over Cai Shiqi, he is determined to have tens of thousands of Xia Army soldiers leave us all here.
"Lord Xia, you cannot keep me here!"
"I don't intend to keep you, but leaving this group behind you seems quite nice, they are all supposed to help Jinshan Town guard Aikou City, right? Catching them all at once, it will also save some trouble for my Xia Army's upcoming siege!"
"Last night, Great Xia already fell out with Chen Cang, and today again with me, Cai Qiu. Lord Xia, have you truly considered the consequences?"
Xia Hong did not answer Cai Qiuhu's question, but instead stood up directly from his chair, urging his bones' power while slowly walking forward.
As the three Holy Patterns on his brow gradually emerged, the temperature throughout the main tent, along with the surrounding radius of three miles, suddenly rose sharply.
