Imperial Palace, rear garden.
A great weight lifted from Xiao Tianyang's heart, and he naturally relaxed quite a bit.
Yue Shen had not left. At this moment, she followed behind and to Xiao Tianyang's left.
"The Wrathful Dragon Campaign was indeed beautifully fought... but don't you think our opponents were a little too impulsive this time?"
Walking ahead, Xiao Tianyang suddenly stroked his chin and pondered. "Those old foxes may have been somewhat unable to see the bigger picture."
"But for some reason, I have the feeling they only accepted the battle because they got carried away."
Their inability to see the bigger picture referred to Xiao Tianyang's baffling maneuvers earlier.
However, once he realized that he had beaten seasoned masters with sheer chaotic force, his mood became exceptionally cheerful.
It was no longer the Goddess of Luck batting her eyelashes at him; she had thrown herself straight into his arms.
After all, who could have imagined that those thousand-year-old foxes would outsmart themselves?
That said, he did not underestimate his enemies because of their actions.
First, he could not place the outcome of a war entirely on accidents and luck.
Second, Xiao Tianyang did not believe those old foxes would give him another chance to suppress them.
Therefore, it was not that Xiao Tianyang was overly suspicious. His instincts simply told him there was a huge problem here.
In fact, that alone was enough to prove that Xiao Tianyang was already developing in the direction of those old foxes.
The difference between him and them was perhaps merely his lack of experience. At most, he was only a little fox.
After all, their scheme truly was connected to Douluo Continent.
And behind their impulsiveness, Xiao Tianyang truly could not be absolved of responsibility.
It was simply that he had