The Tianwu God checked the time; he needed to handle the retreat now.
The people of Jue Xué Sky Supreme had already boarded the mechanism ship and left, but they needed another quarter of an hour to fly farther away. Besides, they had brought five hundred elite soldiers. These people must be wondering why they brought so few troops.
They must be puzzled, and he needed to handle the follow-up, which couldn't be settled in just a sentence or two.
The Tianwu God was not afraid; their lord had arranged every step, even how to retreat, so he was naturally confident.
The Tianwu God looked at the military strength below in the Eastern City, especially those thirty-two strong warriors.
"Sir, we can retreat now," the general behind him transmitted his voice.
The Tianwu God was aware, but the quarter of an hour had not yet passed.
"Your Eastern City's hands reach quite far," the Tianwu God said dryly.
