A Gift for Lord Ying Tian

At the banquet, Lin Feng said, "No time like the present. Today, I'm giving Lord Ying Tian a gift."

Ying Tian looked at Lin Feng and asked with a smile, "Oh? What gift might that be?"

Lin Feng opened his communication bracelet and sent a message in the Mixed-bloods chat group. "Lord Ying Tian has maxed out the resources for us.

Brothers willing to follow me, come report over here."

Messages immediately flooded the chat group.

"I'm willing to follow Boss A Feng. I'm heading over there to report right now."

"I'm not staying here either. I feel discriminated against. I'm going over there too."

"Willing to follow Boss."

"Willing to follow Boss."

"Willing to follow Boss."

The messages in the chat group soon surpassed ten thousand.

More than ninety percent of them expressed their willingness to follow Lin Feng to Ying Tian's side.

Ying Tian was thrilled, feeling as though he were already seated upon an emperor's throne.

He grabbed Lin Feng's hand and raised it high.

"A Feng is the backbone of our faction.

If I truly win two years from now, A Feng will have rendered a great service. I certainly won't let him down then.

The relevant personnel, go receive the Mixed-bloods.

Mixed-bloods are Celestials too. Treat them like brothers, and max out their resources for me."

"Yes."

Someone at the banquet responded, set down his wineglass, and ran out.

Although the Mixed-bloods were fewer in number than the Divine Land people, they had been raised according to Celestial standards, and their individual strength far surpassed that of the Divine Land people.

More than eleven thousand Mixed-bloods were no small source of support either.

Today was practically a day of revelry for Ying Tian's faction.

Lin Feng raised his wineglass and shouted, "Let us toast