Zhuang Xuejun was stunned, "Destroy a country for one person? Is he crazy?"
Xia Weibao sat on the sofa, silent, with an inexplicable heaviness in her heart.
As for the reason, she wasn't sure.
Xu Jiayang rolled his eyes at her, "How would I know if he was crazy? It happened two thousand years ago. You ask me, who do I ask?
Besides, everyone died back then, and there are no historical records. No one even knows what the Western Dragon Emperor's name was at the time."
Xia Weibao's face changed drastically, "Two thousand years ago?"
Her reaction was so intense it startled both Xu Jiayang and Zhuang Xuejun.
"Yes, the time is roughly two thousand years ago, is there a problem?" Xu Jiayang looked puzzled.
It's just a historical event, why the big reaction?
Xia Weibao wasn't sure what was wrong either. When she heard the time point from two thousand years ago, her heart suddenly skipped two beats, panicking.
