Sure enough, when Lin Yi heard these words, he merely curled his lips slightly, revealing a cold smile.
Just as Leng Yu had thought, what of the son of the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue?
What of the son of the Prince?
In Lin Yi's eyes, these people were nothing more than a group of natives.
If he wanted to handle them, he could wipe them all out in a matter of minutes.
This wasn't Lin Yi being arrogant; the most important thing was that he had already planned it out in his mind.
That is, the kings of the three current countries all had to be in his grasp.
If they obeyed, then they could be spared.
If they didn't, then he would have to eliminate them all.
After all, compared with the survival of all living beings, what's there to regret about the emperors of these feudal dynasties?
