Yin-Yang let out a mocking, chilly laugh. "Does that really require much thought? All along the way, who has been using every kind of language and every kind of action to swindle our trust? And who launched a sneak attack on me? He even managed to break my Minor Dimensional Exile! A person like that, an existence so powerful—if he isn't your leader, then all I can say is that the Dragon Mountain Empire is far too terrifying!"
Lin Qi nodded thoughtfully, then his features shifted and changed, revealing his true face.
"Lin Qi greets you all!" Lin Qi solemnly bowed to Yin-Yang and the others, then said calmly, "You have come from afar. As the host, Lin Qi ought to welcome you with fine wine and good food! But since you all bear ill will toward Lin Qi, then the only things I can offer are blades and swords."
Yin-Yang sucked in a cold breath. Lowering his voice, he groaned in shock, "A Phantom God Puppet capable of evading the scan of my spiritual power! Could there be a supreme elder from the Genesis Divine Palace at your side? Lin Qi, what exactly is your identity on the Western Continent?"
Bowing to Yin-Yang once more, Lin Qi's tone was extraordinarily calm. "The Dragon Mountain Empire is mine. That is all!"
A single simple sentence made a trace of crimson suddenly seep from the corner of Yin-Yang's mouth. He stared fixedly at Lin Qi, swallowing hard for a while before finally opening his mouth and asking hoarsely, "You mean the Dragon Mountain Empire—the newly risen power of the Western Continent, the Dragon Mountain Empire with close ties to the Church—is entirely under your control?"
Lin Qi merely watched Yin-Yang quietly without saying a word.
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