In Jiang Chen’s world, an enemy will always be an enemy; he can only destroy them. If you show your enemies mercy, then you will only experience great pain.
“Sigh…”
Jiang Zhen Hai sighed, he felt a little lost because after all these years of fighting with Mu Rong Zhan, it had now come to an end.
“Chen’er, now that the Mu Rong family is destroyed, what are you going to do with these people?”
Jiang Zhen Hai asked.
The warriors from the Mu Rong family looked at Jiang Chen, their destinies were in the hands of this little demon lord whose words will decide their fate.
“Those whose surname is Mu Rong will have their cultivation base destroyed while the rest will break one of their own arms and be chased out of Fragrant Sky city, never being allowed back into the city.”