"That guy's been eternally banished to a different dimension by me."
Ye Yang patted Suo Dun on the shoulder as he spoke.
"No way! Banish me there too. I have to kill that bastard!"
Suo Dun was still furious.
At that, several black lines appeared at the back of Ye Yang's head.
He said:
"Forget it, forget it. Don't be so full of bloodlust. You've only just become king, and someone's already crashed your party. You've lost all face. You should think about how to make it up instead."
"Uh, you're right. How do I make it up?"
Suo Dun scratched his head and asked.
"How would I know? I'm not a king. All right, I have to go find He Xi. Handle things yourself."
Ye Yang spread his hands and shrugged.
Wearing his flip-flops, he walked over to He Xi under everyone's watchful gaze.
Then the two of them left.
In an instant,
the buzz of conversation gradually filled the entire banquet hall.
The Western socialites who had been harboring ulterior motives all eagerly gathered around Suo Dun.
They showered him with praise while trying to get information about Ye Yang.
But Suo Dun wasn't an idiot.
Annoyed by them, he simply beat two of the more aggressive idiots to death, and only then did the room fall quiet.
"I hereby announce that, to reclaim the face I've lost, I'm going to attack the Taotie Civilization! Someone tell me—where are the most Taotie right now?"
Suo Dun looked at the crowd and asked.
When these self-serving Western socialites heard that Suo Dun actually planned to attack the Taotie, he was so bold about it that
they all fell silent with fear, exchanging uneasy looks.
"Obviously, the Huaxia Battlefield! If you really want to fight the Taotie, I can arrange