"Tell me, where did you come from, and why did you arrive here so quickly?"
The Holy Dragon City officer who had commanded the battle earlier looked down at the non-human monks who were tied up and asked in a cold voice.
Although these foreign cultivators didn't die in the battle, they were covered in wounds and blood.
"Bah!"
One of the foreign cultivators spat on the ground and grinned at the Holy Dragon City officer. "Lowly humans, you dare to attack us, the thus, and kill so many of our Warriors! Just wait for the thus cavalry to slaughter your city!"
He looked at the officer with pride and unyieldingness, as if he was looking at a monkey.
The Holy Dragon City officer lowered his head and glanced at the spittle on his pants. He slowly squatted down in front of the foreign cultivator.
I'll give you one chance to lick it clean. Otherwise, I'll make you regret ever being born!
The officer's voice was as cold as ice, without the slightest emotion.