However, Lin Qinghe did not dare to fall out; he no longer had a base of support. If he fell out, he would lose everything.
"And outside?" Lin Qinghe asked.
"After Xu Mo and the others occupied the O'Brian Republic, they began to station there, reorganizing O'Brian Star. In the short term, they probably won't initiate any wars."
Lin Qinghe naturally understood that Xu Mo wanted to continue to develop.
Thinking of Xu Mo, a fierce killing intent emanated from Lin Qinghe.
It was Xu Mo who destroyed everything for him.
Waving his hand, the people below left, and Lin Qinghe sat alone on the imperial throne.
"Sizzle..." At this moment, energy waves started in the hall, and then the doors of the Imperial Hall closed automatically.
Lin Qinghe frowned, his eyes suddenly opened, and a ferocious burst of spiritual power instantly covered the Imperial Hall.
The sizzling sounds continued, as wisps of energy converged, forming a phantom figure in the Imperial Hall.
