"Ant-like Heavenly Race, they're too much!"
Feng Xingliu was still delighted that they were about to get a lot of resources, but when it was time to get the money, something unexpected happened.
Feng Qingcheng said, "It seems that they can't threaten Brother Han Fei in the wilderness, so they have to suppress him in this way."
Not far away, Chen Ye secretly looked at Zhao Chang. Zhao Chang's expression changed slightly. He looked at Chen Ye, whose face turned pale, and shook his head slightly. This matter involved the Heavenly Race.
There was a reason for this. Even Feng Xingliu couldn't blame this on the Zhao Family.
After a few seconds of silence, Han Fei asked casually, "How big are the properties of the Heavenly Race in the Divine Capital Dynasty?"