For Cai Kunxu's misfortune, Xiong Da was completely schadenfreude.
No matter how things unfolded, as long as Cai Kunxu suffered losses, it was good news for him.
With the power of the fourth battlefield reduced, his position in the third battlefield could be further solidified.
The warship took off, turning into a streak of flowing light that shot out and headed straight for the outer battlefield.
On the warship, a few young cultivators slowly came over, looking down at Li Xiaobai with disdain and anger in their eyes.
"It was you, this trash, who killed our City Lord's personal guard squad?"
"Brother Yang, such a person, died because of you. Do you realize how grave a sin that is?"
"You should apologize to the people of the entire Mainland!"
Seeing this group of young people, Li Xiaobai laughed. Anyone with clear eyes could see there was something amiss, yet these blockheads still foolishly came to question him. They really had mush for brains.