When Linglong learned about the Kangchuan Clan's situation, she slapped herself three times. She held herself to incredibly high standards, and ever since taking over the daily affairs of the New World, she had been assiduous and detailed in her work, hoping not to disappoint Zhao Yi's expectations.
She also hoped that the residents and cultivators seeking refuge in the New World could find a good haven, yet such a heinous incident occurred!
And that Kang Fenyang was someone she had personally received!
"That bastard, I will peel his skin off!"
After the self-reflection came the fury. Linglong smashed three teacups in a fit before gradually calming down.
"We should quickly organize the troops to go over there; the King made it clear that if our army doesn't go, he won't leave."
A secretary thoughtfully reminded Linglong, who then had an epiphany and immediately organized an army of ten thousand, along with five thousand students from various academies to accompany them.
