Mystic Star Tower

In Yin Jianghong's imagination, the Profound Dragon Continent after the Gu Tribe's invasion had undoubtedly become a chaotic age.

The losses each kingdom had suffered were all different, shattering the balance of combat strength that had been maintained for a hundred years.

Under such circumstances, those countries whose strength remained intact would definitely erupt in violence, seizing the opportunity to unify the Profound Dragon Continent.

Just a moment ago, he had still been wondering which country had the highest chance of emerging victorious, only to receive an answer now that he had never expected at all.

Jiang Beiran had won. The Venerable of their Sheng Kingdom had won.

The feeling was truly strange, so strange that even Yin Jianghong could not help scratching his head.

He really could not make sense of it!

"Sect Leader Yin, a small matter like this should be something you can handle, right?"

Hearing Jiang Beiran's casual tone, Yin Jianghong came back to himself and replied, "If it is only managing the common people, naturally there is no problem, but..."

"Then that's enough. Leave the rest to me."

Taking a deep breath, Yin Jianghong slowly accepted this reality. Although the way it had happened was strange, their Sheng Kingdom had indeed latched onto a great backer—a long, absurdly thick leg.

And once he had accepted reality, he quickly entered the proper state as well, no longer asking those pointless questions. He asked seriously, "When we go over... are we only helping the common people?"

"Of course not. I said just now that the Qi Kingdom is currently waiting for a hundred things to be done. It needs to rely on your help for everything. And since you're going over, just treat that place as your own home."

Yin Jianghong instantly understood what he meant after