Is this the foundation you speak of? Too weak!

"Your Majesty!" Seeing Yagami Kiichi sent flying back, the princes and ministers who were still standing hurried over to help him up.

But you could never wake someone pretending to sleep, so how could those princes and ministers possibly help up someone who had truly passed out?

Jun Tianlin watched the scene without making any move to stop them. In his eyes, these people were no more than ants, beings he could wipe out with a wave of his hand.

"Yikes, yikes, yikes. Too weak. Way too weak," Jun Tianlin said, shaking his head.

At that moment, the King of Dew Country slowly came to. After all, he was an early-stage Lesser Heavenly God, nearly at the middle stage. Though the throw had left him thoroughly disoriented, he recovered quickly.

But the instant he woke up, he regretted it. He would have been better off staying unconscious. The moment he regained some awareness and heard Jun Tianlin's words, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"You, you, you, you..." Yagami Kiichi endured the pain in his chest and head as he pointed at Jun Tianlin. Yet after struggling for a long while, he could not say anything other than "you."

"What do you mean, 'you'? Point at me again, and I'll snap that finger off, idiot." Jun Tianlin snorted coldly, looking calmly at the defeated soldiers and generals of Dew Country before him, not forgetting to mock him some more.

"Pfft!" It had been thousands of years—thousands of years since anyone had dared disrespect Yagami Kiichi, the King of Dew Country, like this. Yet today, he had been humiliated so thoroughly that his anger attacked his heart, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.

"You insolent brat! Don't get cocky! You'll suffer for this soon enough!" Yagami Kiichi took