"Qian Jun? Wan Ma!?"
Qin Hao couldn't help rolling his eyes, as if to say he had a million troops of his own.
"What's with that look!?"
Qin Feng immediately grew displeased. He really did have thousands upon thousands of troops.
Although Chen Changfeng and the others had failed to lure the Hidden Sect out, after more than a hundred years of growth and development, their army now numbered tens of millions. Among them, the elite Golden Immortals and above numbered several million.
On top of that, he had ample financial support and the Immortal Alliance, that towering tree, to back him.
He had even recruited squads led by Great Unity Golden Immortals, sub-commanders who were Immortal Lords, and grand commanders who were Immortal Kings. His forces were no worse equipped than Long Aotian's God of War's Army.
"I don't have one!"
Qin Hao was so startled that he immediately played innocent, afraid he'd have to experience the joy of a slap from a brother who was like a father.
But unlike Qin Hao, who thought he had a million troops of his own, Lin San genuinely believed that Qin Feng had thousands upon thousands of troops.
Since Qin Feng had said a hundred years ago that he wanted to use this army to lure out the Hidden Sect, Lin San had spent nearly all that time with Chen Changfeng and the others.
It was precisely because he was there that the squads led by Great Unity Golden Immortals, the sub-commanders who were Immortal Lords, and the grand commanders who were Immortal Kings had been kept in line. Chen Changfeng and the others' cultivation alone would never have been enough to keep them in check.
"Alas!"
Qin Feng let out a helpless sigh. It seemed he still hadn't beaten enough