Su Yang's laughter was wildly arrogant, his voice booming loud. Across the empty plain, only his laughter echoed, filled with unrestrained savagery and madness.
Su Yang's heart was now full of rage. From childhood to adulthood, he had never suffered such severe injuries. Not even his father had ever laid a hand on him. He had been born with a golden spoon in his mouth.
In this city, no one had ever dared to provoke him. Even when he was wrong, everyone around him would insist that he was right. No one dared defy his will—until one day, when the arrival of a single man shattered all of that.
That man was Uchiha Madara before him. Uchiha Madara had suddenly emerged from the crowd, and with nothing more than a glance, he had knocked Su Yang to the ground, breaking more than a dozen bones throughout his body.
The pain had been unbearable for Su Yang. After returning to the City Lord's Mansion, his father had found the finest doctor in Northland City to set all his bones. Relying on his formidable strength, he was only able to ride here today.
At this moment, his heart was filled with hatred. He had brought twenty thousand soldiers with him—the troops stationed at the City Lord's Mansion, the elite among all the armies of Northland City.
Without exaggeration, any one of them could easily take on more than a dozen burly men of the same age. This group possessed the strongest combat ability in all of Northland City.
And an army of twenty thousand was not merely a matter of having twenty thousand people. These men had fought and killed on battlefields. They shared deep bonds and exceptional coordination, and years of training had made them immensely powerful.
This was Su Yang's