Fortune-Teller Jiang Tu was thinking about business opportunities outside the tent, while Jiang Xun stood firm and grabbed a man and a woman by the head with one hand each, lifting them up.
Jiang Xun shouted, "Your leaders are right here. You can tell that your loyalty to them isn't very high."
Everyone present was a battle-hardened Star Beast. Earlier, when this man and woman had issued orders, they had spoken Chinese both to establish their identities and to accommodate Little Chongyang.
As a result, these creatures could understand some simple Chinese.
Along the way, under Little Chongyang's various orders, all the Star Beasts in the military camp had gathered here. Every word Jiang Xun said clearly reached everyone's ears.
It was precisely because of everything that had happened while traveling with Little Chongyang that Jiang Xun realized this scrap-collecting cutie had extremely high prestige in the army. She was not merely the superior or commander of these Star Beasts—she was practically a god of war.
That made Jiang Xun even more fearless.
Jiang Xun continued, "Whether you were coerced and enticed, or captured and persuaded to surrender, I'm telling you now: your leaders will never appear before you again."
As he spoke, Jiang Xun turned and glanced at Zhang Songfu.
Zhang Songfu trembled slightly with excitement.
Amidst countless soldiers and warhorses, the man in front of him was holding the bodies of two people and saying such things!
One had to know that Yin Yang Soul Master, White Faced Dancer, Paper Ink Book Spirit, and Ghost Face Monk were all Platinum Rank creatures.
If they really started fighting, it would be no small matter! Forget about ants overwhelming an elephant—they were Platinum Star Beasts, not ants! Whether their little group could retreat unscathed was already questionable!
This Jiang Xiao