Ye Qingzhou had just returned home when Duann Ming came running over.
"Tsk tsk~"
Duann Ming circled around Ye Qingzhou several times, looking him up and down from inside out: "I didn't expect you to be so ruthless, tearing down the capital of Falan."
"Familiar as we are, if you keep talking nonsense, I'll sue you for slander."
Ye Qingzhou naturally wouldn't admit to such a thing. Now, both Falan and the whole of Europe had gone mad, looking for trouble with the Red Moon Order, determined to uproot the Blood Race and dismember them.
Falan didn't dare to touch the Blood-Colored Sanctuary, the mastermind behind it, but they were bold enough to take it out on others.
"The Blood-Colored Sanctuary is wreaking havoc in Europe. Falan is, after all, one of the top nations, right? Are they just going to swallow this?"
Ye Qingzhou was very curious about this.
After all, if it were him, he would have erupted long ago.
