"Hahahaha! Miss Ai Lin and Mr. Long Yi are indeed mighty! The poor wretches from the Sanctuary Empire left with eyes full of terror. It looks like they were utterly scared by you two!"
The Emperor of The Divine Auffa Empire, Saint Jialin, walked over with a big laugh. The great war had been won, and the retreat had been by none other than his enemies. Naturally, as the Emperor, he was glowing with pride and definitely wanted to come over to express his congratulations.
"It's not that we are strong, but that they are too weak," Ai Lin said, shaking her little head.
"Haha, yes, yes, they are just too weak!" Saint Jialin immediately agreed with Ai Lin's sentiment.
"That's not quite right, actually. The opposition isn't that bad; it's mainly because I am too strong," Long Yi suddenly said.
"No, no, no, it's still that they are too weak. If it were me, I could have ended the battle in five minutes," Ai Lin retorted with a pout.