Thanks to Your Rotten Stench!

“This is what’s called ‘gain and loss’ at the same time.”

“Gain and loss? What do you mean, Elder Brother Duan-Jian?” Duan-Hun was puzzled by his elder brother's words. He understood the 'loss,' but what about the 'gain'?

“My younger brother, although we lost many noblemen and skilled martial masters, we gained someone stronger—at the Divine King stage—on our side. That alone is worth the loss. Besides, the noblemen who died were ineffective; none of them compare to this great, skilled martial master.”

The king turned to his younger brother to explain his statement, making Duan-Hun even more curious about who this person was.

“Elder Brother Duan-Jian, is the great martial master you’re referring to the same person who released that immense energy earlier?” Though Duan-Hun didn’t know the man, he guessed it must be the one he had sensed not long ago.