"Bastard..."
The Holy Mansion Leader's lips twitched with raging anger, and he coldly stared at Ye Xuan, shouting, "Who is blocking the road ahead?"
Ye Xuan acted as if he hadn't heard, continuing to drink.
This was considered one of his bad habits; every time he achieved victory in a major war, he liked to drink heartily.
As the saying goes, drink the strongest wine, sleep with the most beautiful women.
Men should be like this!!
Seeing Ye Xuan not responding, the sense of humiliation within the Holy Mansion grew stronger, about to speak again.
Zhao Zongsheng, beside him, spoke solemnly, "He is Ye Xuan!"
Suddenly!
The people of the Holy Mansion changed their colors in shock and amazement!
He is Ye Xuan?
He is the Black Emperor!!
Instantly, the people of the Holy Mansion who initially thought the person before them posed no threat suddenly felt the danger here was off the charts.
Who is the Black Emperor?
The god of the battlefield!!
