"Brother Hu, you're too shameless! They saved our lives with the Divine Chicken, and you still mocked him?"
Hu Renbing hurriedly said, "Don't talk nonsense. What does our Flying Star Bastion lack least? Origin Spirit Springs! Later, Lord An Ning will definitely apply for an Origin Spirit Spring for him, let him receive nourishment, and restore his former vigor."
"It'd be best if he grew a few more, so he can preserve his life—or protect us again," someone joked.
"Enough, all of you!" Hu Renbing laughed despite himself, but his eyes soon turned icy as he stared toward Flying Star Bastion and said viciously, "Laugh if you want, but don't ever forget that someone just locked us outside like livestock and wanted us all dead!"
"Right!"
At the thought of it, their sorrow had long vanished. Now, every heart burned with boundless fury!
Many of them crowded around Li Tianming, surrounding him as they expressed their gratitude.
Without question, Li Tianming's popularity was now incredibly high. All these hundred-odd thousand Soaring Dragon Army soldiers knew who had wanted them dead—and who had saved them!
"It was Yan Huayin again, wasn't it?"
When the matter came up again, An Ning was so furious her hair nearly stood on end, her face as frosty as ice.
"It's time to settle the score."
Li Tianming also emerged from his joy, his face turning cold once more.
He took out an image sphere and said, "Let everyone see something!"
The image sphere began to play. It showed Yan Huayin and Baigu discussing the closure of the bastion wall passage, their images and voices perfectly clear. The two had spoken privately in a secluded place—who could have guessed that Li Tianming had been nearby?
Though the responsibility for closing the bastion wall passage could be