As soon as the words fell, everyone could not help but turn in unison toward Hong Niang, who had already stepped forward.
Only then did Qian Renxue muse, "Bloody Banshee... that seems to be the Martial Soul of the Eastern Wasteland Hunting Association's president."
As soon as she finished speaking, she fixed Hong Niang with a sharp gaze and asked, "You are Cui Sanniang?"
Xiao Tianyang frowned slightly, his voice turning cold as he said in a deep tone, "Let me reiterate: her name is Hong Niang now, not Cui Sanniang!"
"And I must remind you that the outside world has remained free from barbarian incursions because they have been fighting bloody battles on the frontline."
"Lastly, she is one of my people. Questioning her means questioning me. If you have any doubts, bring them directly to me."
It was not that he was making a mountain out of a molehill.
Ever since the soldiers of the Divine Might Legion had collectively announced their participation in the cultivation plan, Xiao Tianyang had felt deeply indebted to them.
This was no ordinary matter. Imperial law placed even fewer restrictions on Supreme Experts here.
In a world with such a strong martial culture, Supreme Experts possessed the highest status and authority.
And once a person had gained power, only to lose it because of someone else's mistakes—
Then have to survive under another's protection... honestly, if it were Xiao Tianyang, he would not be able to accept that reality.
Xiao Tianyang could decide the life and death of any enemy before him, but he could not bring himself to do the same to his own soldiers.
He had received the most traditional education. He understood the principle of "Do not do unto others what you do not want done unto yourself," and