"Don't panic, don't panic!"
Qin Hao forced himself to calm down.
He was tens of thousands of miles away from his big brother. There was no reason for him to come all this way just to drag him off and bleed him.
Besides, he was now under imperial orders to go conquer the Demon Race. There was no reason to seize a general and bleed him at a time like this.
"King Qin!"
A voice suddenly rang out, urgent and sharp.
Qin Nan rushed in, with the newly recruited Eighteen Scholars following close behind.
"My brother's here!?"
Qin Hao tumbled right off the bed in fright.
He didn't even care about the pain in his rear. Scrambling and rolling, he tried to flee for his life.
"King Qin, don't panic! His Majesty isn't here!"
The Eighteen Scholars hurried forward and stopped Qin Hao.
"It's really not my brother!?"
Only after confirming it several times did Qin Hao regain his composure.
It wasn't that he was overreacting. His brother really didn't act like a human being.
"Your Highness, King Qin!"
Once Qin Hao had calmed down, Qin Nan cupped his fist and said solemnly, "We've just received the latest intelligence on the Demon Race. They're gathering their troops and preparing to attack us."
"What? The Demon Race is attacking us!?"
Qin Hao looked surprised. "Did our plan to attack the Demon Race leak? Are they planning to strike first?"
"This subordinate doesn't know!"
Qin Nan's expression was grave. "We've only discovered that a new Demon King has emerged among the Demon Race. Unlike the Dragon Emperor, this Demon King immediately showed an iron fist. He not only subdued the Demon Race's experts with overwhelming force, but also brought their different strengths together to form several kinds of troops: an air-assault corps,