Xie Jiuhan turned around and held the railing with both hands after he heared the Sword God's words. He looked into the distance in the direction of Xia country. "Sword God, do you have a country?"
The Sword God's expression froze. His voice was a little gloomy as he said, "When I was very young, my country had always been fighting wars. Every day, many people would die in the rain of bullets. The commoners also lived a bitter life. Even underage children had to learn how to shoot to survive. When I grew up, I used this sword to carve out a bloody path and left my homeland, but I didn't miss it because it was hell."
Xie Jiuhan said, "I'm different from you. I have my country. It's precisely because my country is prosperous and strong enough that the Xie Corporation exists now. I, the president of the Xie Corporation, can earn money steadily and earn tens of millions in a minute because I have a powerful country to rely on.
