Xu Yang had no interest in Zhao Yan, a man from Daqian who defected to the Barbarian Race, nor did he feel the slightest ripple!
Once upon a time, he too had survived only by seeking refuge with the Barbarians!
"What's the Barbarian Race up to now?"
The Barbarian Race's movements?
What does he intend to do?
Don't tell me he thinks he can do something to the Barbarians all by himself?
Zhao Yan's mind was in turmoil; Xu Yang's strength was truly shocking to the extreme, but for one person to think of moving against the Barbarian Race was undoubtedly too arrogant.
Meeting Xu Yang's icy gaze, Zhao Yan's heart trembled. He hurriedly said, "After the Barbarian Race occupied the Northern Territory and Leizhou, they've been recuperating. I don't know much, only that they might be planning to attack Qingzhou!"
"And then?"
