The population of Bashang began migrating at the beginning of this month. Xiang Fuhai might feel unwilling, but despite his reluctance, he had to accept his fate. Just now, he was the first to rise and salute Xia Hong, directly addressing him as the Lord, which proves it.
"Good, with everyone's assurance, I am at ease. This matter of Hongmen City, rather than a deterrent to the Six Towns, is more of a rectification. It's not just to show those scoundrels in the Six Towns but also to let our own Great Xia people see clearly what our Great Xia's strength is after six years. So, what do you think? Did I let you down?"
Disappointment?
How could anyone possibly be disappointed!
Just now, Xia Hong defeated Yang Zhun, summoned twelve Beast Kings, and intimidated the lords of the Six Towns. The scene was deeply imprinted in everyone's mind.
"Long live the Lord, long live Great Xia!"
Xia Chuan was the first to bow, answering Xia Hong with these eight words.
