Regarding Yang Wuque's fate, the Nine Dragon Jade Seal joked about the boss for a good while.
"Master, you are the supreme king, treating Yang Wuque like this might make people think your rank is low. I think you should do something more thrilling and cruel, like burning him with fire every day!"
"Initially, I actually thought of putting him in the bathroom, but then I felt it was boring and changed to the doorstep. Trash like him should stay with the trash can."
Zhao Yi wobbled through the crowd.
At this moment, the post-war work in the Capital City was not yet finished. Soldiers were everywhere, gathering bodies, capturing the remaining cultists, while Linglong personally led soldiers to search their lair. Righteous cultivators gathered the bodies of their companions, treating the injured, leaving Zhao Yi as the most carefree person.
