Sorry About It

"But, Your Excellency, this boy's spacetime law is transcendent. Wanting to keep him behind is too difficult! I think that he won't be stupid enough to rush to our camp again," Yu Qin said with an ugly expression.

Dealing with Ye Yuan, even he, this peak middle-stage Nine-marks, was useless.

Unless it was Lord Daymeld personally holding down the fort, only then would there be a possibility of catching him.

Furthermore, it was also merely just a possibility!

Daymeld gave a cold laugh and said, "If he doesn't come out, we'll force him out!"

Yu Qin's eyes lit up and he said, "Your Excellency's meaning is …"

Daymeld said in a solemn voice, "Pass down the orders. All armies join forces at Iron Wire Ridge and march toward the Middle Realms!"

Everyone trembled all over. This move was going to start a full-scale war!

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