"You've suffered?"
What does this mean?
A group of elders looked puzzled.
They truly couldn't understand what this young man meant? Just now he persistently wanted to kill them, and now he suddenly said, "You've worked hard."
Seeing their puzzled faces.
Fang Yu still maintained a hands-behind-the-back posture, standing proudly in front, his gaze indifferently observing each one of them, word by word he said—
"In the battle in the Northern Desert, you all followed me, fighting bravely, covered in blood. Eventually, we drove the Alien Clan out of Huaxia. Together, we killed over ten thousand and three hundred enemies!"