In Qilin City, Qi Xia sat in the City Lord Mansion, holding the report that was just sent by Sun Never Sets.
"The twelve devil generals are finally coming? Heh."
Xi Yan sat to the side, unable to see what was written in the letter.
"A letter from elder sister?"
"Well, it seems like there will be a visitor." Qi Xia propped up his chin with one hand and looked at the letter with interest.
Since the start of the war, news of the battlefields had been sent to the major cities every day. Qi Xia would receive the news as soon as possible. They had already engraved the cruelty of the front line and the ferocity of the Devil race into their minds.
The twelve devil generals were coming? He would certainly treat them well.
New enmity and old hatred; they would slowly settle all accounts.
"Is it about the devils?" Xi Yan gripped the trident in her hand while her delicate and pretty face was filled with hatred.
