Super Dragon Cultivation System

Sa Lun suddenly understood. No wonder these people never cared about Keith's attitude when doing things.    

Could it be that they were people from some second-rate country, or people from Third-class States?    

This thought could not be stopped the moment it appeared.    

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense. Otherwise, even the First Grade Kaiser would not dare to be so arrogant. What right did they have?    

En! It was not wrong to suffer some losses in their hands. It was not shameful at all. After the matter was settled, he would inquire about it, and then prepare some gifts to ease the relationship.    

If Zhang Xing knew what Sa Lun was thinking, he might not be happy. He would be willing to scold Sa Lun for being an idiot in front of him.    

But now, he could not lower his value in front of all the countries. After all, he was a high ranking figure in the First Family. He could only leave after finding some face.    

That's right, Sa Lun was going to back out. All of his subordinates had basically fallen. He couldn't fall.    

Just as he was racking his brain to think of a way, a Footsteps and a faint voice suddenly sounded.    

"His Excellency the Special Envoy has ordered us to stop messing around. We still have to wake up early tomorrow to exercise. All of you can go back!"    

Five or six young men with arrogant faces walked over. The one who spoke was dressed in white, and had an extraordinary bearing. His faint voice was filled with disdain.    

They all knew these people. They were the people brought by the special envoy. It was said that they were a group that was responsible for the advancement assessment of each country. They had great authority.    

"Sa Lun greets Breeze and Young Master! We will follow His Excellency the Special Envoy's orders and return right away!"    

"Keith greets Breeze and Young Master!"    

“...”    

All the representatives from different countries came over and bowed.    

Young Master looked around and nodded with satisfaction. When he saw Wen Jing, his eyes lit up.    

He paused for a second and left without saying anything.    

He really wanted to do whatever he wanted. He saved Sa Lun's face and said something vicious when he left.    

"Kid, consider yourself lucky. If it wasn't for His Excellency the Special Envoy's order, none of you would have survived tonight! Let's wait and see!"    

Zhang Xing ignored him and turned around to enter the house.    

All the big shots looked at Zhang Xing's back with admiration in their eyes.    

No one dared to say that they could be so tough and crush him.    

Taking a hundred steps back and saying a few words to Sa Lun in front of him was the best they could do.    

The strength of the second-class empire was at least one or two, and a Golden Fragrance Empire like this could hold up against three first-grade countries.    

In other words, out of the ten High Level warriors in the Heavenly Star Kingdom, there were more than thirty of them. There was no comparison at all.    

If there were one or two High Level warriors, Dragon Knight, there would be no suspense. Crushing a Tier 1 Kingdom would be as easy as cutting vegetables.    

Back in the room, Ming Yuezhao wanted to kneel down and thank Zhang Xing and the others, but he was stopped.    

"Saving you is just a piece of cake, don't mind it."    

"The Sahir family will fight with me sooner or later. Without you, I wouldn't be able to become Friends with them!"    

Zhang Xing said in a relaxed manner.    

Ming Yuezhao's heart was filled with gratitude. He didn't pay attention to what Zhang Xing said. He always wanted to say something bold to express his gratitude.    

However, there were no words in his mind. His family was poor and he had never attended school. When he was eight years old, he had learned a lot of words from his parents. He had read a lot of books, which was equivalent to the standard of middle school education.    

"Let's see if there's anything here that you've been robbed of."    

Long Wenjing threw him a Storage Ring. She had heard from Ming Yuezhao that the toxicology that was passed down in her family had been stolen. She had just taken it from Sa Le.    

The traces of Sa Le had been removed from the ring. With a thought, she started looking through it.    

After a while, a simple and unadorned nameless bamboo slip appeared in her hand.    

Ming Yuezhao became excited. This was the only thing his parents had left him. This was not only a set of toxicology, but also a form of longing!