"Hmm? My son is dead, and so many of the people I brought were killed. Does the Heavenly Palace want to handle this softly?"
Dongfang Sansan frowned.
"Ninth Lord, Yuesha Star Monarch ranks at the bottom among the mid-levels of the Heavenly Palace."
"Indeed... Inform the Southeast Headquarters, since the battle is over, speed up the follow-up processing, and in the meantime, commend those with merits quickly. For vacant positions, draft the promotion quota and report to the headquarters' personnel."
"Yes."
"Go, and keep an eye on all movements at all times."
"Yes, Ninth Lord."
...
The visitor left.
Dongfang Sansan began to frown again.
Muttering to himself: "Too rough... I must accelerate the suppression!"
"But this entry point is exceptionally clever; the roughness lies in the fact that Yan Nan and the others all know Fang Che is Yemo, hence it's rough. If they didn't, it wouldn't matter."
