Xia Feng had a slight smile on his face: "I consider myself a very democratic person, so if you want to follow, you can make your move now."
"If you don't act today, and I find out later that someone has divided loyalties."
The curve of his lips widened slightly: "You wouldn't want to know my methods."
After speaking, he waved his hand towards the elite troops outside the city: "Come in, clean up the battlefield, and reassure the city's residents."
After settling everything, he turned and flew outside the city.
The other generals had taken their posts and knew what they should do at this time, except for Chu Yue and Feng Yu, who exchanged glances.
Then they flew and followed Xia Feng out of the Great Li Imperial Capital.
Even though Xia Feng had left, the people in the city still didn't dare to do anything to the five thousand elite soldiers, not to mention most of the Martial Sovereigns of the Great Li had been slaughtered by Xia Feng.
