Bab 823: Yes, My Queen (3)

The anxious Blood Tribe members all heaved a big sigh of relief on hearing Meng Fusheng conceding defeat.

To be honest, this fellow could activate a giant soldier god at will. If their Boss had stubbornly insisted on fighting…

The Blood Tribe would probably cease to exist from this day onwards.

At Meng Fusheng's words, the Blood Tribe members all obediently threw down their gear and stood passively on the spot. None of them dared to move an inch.

As they watched their opponents transform from ruthless combatants to trembling, fearful men—Linghe and the gang's high battle energy also dissipated.

"Miss, your move was too awesome. Just too awesome." Zuo Nuo wiped the sweat off his face. He had not been in such a great fight for a long time, and it truly felt good.

Linghe laughed, his heart no longer in turmoil.

Anyway…

They were already used to whatever their mistress did.