Beyond the Southwest border.
The Monkey Gathering Site.
To respond to the First War Zone's deployment and guard against unrest among the surrounding alien races, the Southwest King personally headed south.
A hundred thousand soldiers marched into the Monkey Gathering Zone in force. The consequences were easy to imagine.
The alien gathering site closest to the Dragon Kingdom.
Inside a reasonably clean two-story villa.
A man draped in a black cloak, wearing a finger-thick gold necklace and more than a dozen rings, sat arrogantly on the sofa.
The man looked as tacky as he did wealthy. Who else could he be but Little White Tiger's eccentric brother-in-law?
The Southwest King.
With swaggering arrogance, Sikong Jian planted one foot on the sofa and gnawed on the mutton in his hand as though no one else were there.
On the floor,
more than a dozen leaders of the Monkey Gathering Site knelt, trembling.
The monkeys bordered the Dragon Kingdom's Southwest frontier and knew this man's methods well.
This fellow was a specimen of humanity's declining moral standards, as well as the first ruthless bastard to reinstate slavery.
Once someone fell into his hands, even dying was difficult.
"Well..." Sikong Jian sucked his fingers, still savoring the taste, and picked up the report on the table. "What's this? Mobilizing troops? Looking to skim some profits while the Dragon Kingdom fights the Alliance?"
As the colossus of the Asia Region, the Dragon Kingdom inevitably drew the attention of the surrounding alien races.
It had been that way for thousands of years.
When the Dragon Kingdom was weak, they exploited its vulnerability.
When the Dragon Kingdom was strong, they tucked their tails between their legs and fought with words.
The men kneeling on the floor exchanged looks, not daring to answer.
They had indeed entertained