As he spoke, Cui Zhenyu couldn't help but let the corners of his mouth curl up slightly, as if he could see the scene of the Japanese God being stomped to death.
Good brother!
As long as you crush the Japanese, we're blood brothers from different mothers!!
Meanwhile, Li Zhenxi's expression was much more complex, both excited and stifled, tangled and restless.
On one hand, she was also happy about the little idiot's crushing defeat, yet on the other, she couldn't help but feel a tinge of jealousy.
The country she once looked down upon as a backwater has somehow soared in just a few short years, becoming a match for the beacon of civilization!
The stronger they became, the more it made her feel like a clown!
Unless... she denied her former self and embraced the new leader...
In a trance, she seemed to touch a memory ingrained in her genes, recalling the days dominated by the Heavenly Dynasty.
Damn it!
