Qi Rong saw that he had been angered to stuttering and felt a rush of satisfaction, and he resolved to aggravate him even more. He laughed. “Even if you guys killed An Le, that child had a profitable death. Xianle lost one man, but Yong’an paid an entire Gilded Banquet. Too bad we didn’t kill you too, so you could all taste what it’s like when your entire bloodline is ended!”
