"They've dropped a nuke for me."
"Dammit!" Xiao Baihong exclaimed in alarm before hastily hanging up the call.
Wu Xiaode pocketed his phone, cautiously glancing at Zhao Zhibing.
This was the person who actually dropped the nuke.
How many years had it been since the Empire last used a nuclear bomb?
Seemingly aware of what he was thinking, Zhao Zhibing calmly said:
"The guessing magic caused massive unrest by killing innocents indiscriminately, but the royal family is currently too weak, lacking strong individuals to capture him."
"We had no other choice but to use nuclear weapons to protect the peace of this country."
"I believe everyone will understand our predicament."
"The other small-time players should also grasp the meaning behind our royal house's show of force. At this critical moment, I hope they behave themselves."
"They will certainly understand," Wu Xiaode echoed.