Besides.
A cold sneer curled Chen Qi's lips.
Xia Hanzhou cared too much about the interests of his country. He wouldn't let the small things make him lose sight of the big picture.
If Xia Hanzhou weren't that kind of person, Qin Prefecture wouldn't have fallen into such chaos right under his nose back then.
He was Great Xia's mainstay. Everything came second to Great Xia's interests.
Above Xiaoyang.
Xia Hanzhou stood suspended in midair, his green robe fluttering in the long wind, his expression solemn as frost.
He stared coldly at Chen Qi. When he raised his hand, his sleeve swept up the flowing clouds. As it fell, his robes billowed, as though a thousand-weight force lay hidden in his palm.
"Shen Yiwei!" Xia Hanzhou called.
"Here!" Shen Yiwei answered solemnly, the Reverse Ninth Sword appearing in his hand, sword light spilling from it.
"Jiang Yuan!"
"Here!" Jiang Yuan was utterly astonished. Xia Hanzhou really was going to war.
"Zhang Ting."
"Here!"
"Lu Jingqiu!"
"Here!"
"Ke Qingxuan."
"Here."
Ke Qingxuan stepped forward in black, her expression icy, as though nothing in the world concerned her.
Xia Hanzhou continued calling out names.
"Zong Heng, Li Muyun..."
At last, Xia Hanzhou looked at Zhang Xing.
"Zhang Xing."
Zhang Xing remained expressionless and saluted.
"Zhang Xing is here."
Xia Hanzhou turned sideways and stood with his hands behind his back.
"I order you to form a strike team and head for Yixian at once to reinforce the Min Battalion and the Tiger-Dragon Battalion!"
A powerful aura surged from Xia Hanzhou.
"Xia Long!"
"Here!" Xia Long appeared.
Far away, the Five Clans' people all looked astonished. Chen Qi furrowed his brows.
Then Xia Hanzhou's booming voice rang out above Xiaoyang.
"Organize the entire army at once. Counterattack the Five Clans!"
"Yes!"
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