Jiertai was speechless at Zhang Fan's reasoning.
"Wait, I only wanted you to have a little fun. I didn't mean for you to wipe out the Okenna Mechanical Race. There aren't many races left in the Northern Realm after Anka's arrival."
Zhang Fan smiled. "This thousand-year hatred has been weighing on my heart all this time. Now that I've found the source of the Qiya People, how can I find peace if you won't let me destroy them?"
After giving it considerable thought, Jiertai said, "If that's what you're thinking, then I agree with Hu Baili. You have no need to destroy the Okenna Mechanical Race. Just vent your hatred a little."
"Since when did the Western Realm Great Emperor become such a saint? They just occupied six of your galaxies. You're letting them off that easily?"
Jiertai smiled. "Didn't I let you off back then, too?"
"Fine. Since you've asked, old man, I'll just drive them back to the Northern Realm. Will that do? As long as they don't interfere with my plans, I'll let them go."
The mobilization of the Insect Race army immediately drew the Eastern Realm's attention. Curious, Valaya asked Madoc, "What's going on? Why is the Insect Race making such a big move?"
Jiertai appeared on the screen. After he explained the entire situation to her in detail, Valaya stared at the Star Chart for a long while before saying, "We'd better give them a hand. Otherwise, the Okenna People are bound to be destroyed."
Jiertai asked in bewilderment, "Are you mad? You're not thinking of going to war with the Insect Race, are you? You know what Zhang Fan is like. Once you go to war with him..."
Valaya hurriedly cut him off. "I never said I was going to war with Zhang Fan.