The Strength of the Demon Race

Grand Tutor Hong did not faint from anger, but he was not any better.

You've already f*cking attacked in the meeting hall, yet you're still talking about it so casually?

Just as he was about to speak, the Seventh Prince stretched out his hand and said, "Indeed, the threat of the Demon Race is imminent. Let's talk about serious matters first."

General Hengtian nodded and said, "Seventh Prince is right."

In his eyes, people like Gu Xiangming were naturally no different from ants. So what if Ling Han had kicked and beaten him? In the face of the Demon Race's invasion, he was not worth mentioning.

The other generals also nodded. They were so busy and time was tight. Did they need to care about the Imperial Guards?

Seeing that the Four Great Generals and the Seventh Prince were like this, Grand Tutor Hong immediately felt like vomiting blood.

How could this be?