Zhao Yi died early, unaware of what fate awaited the Zhao family.
The Four Seas Dragon Race had been plotting for hundreds of years; their hatred for the Zhao family was understandable.
The Zhao family members, once fallen into the hands of the Four Seas Dragon Race, surely would not meet a good end!
Thinking of this, Zhao Yi glared at Xu Yue'Er, murderous intent in his eyes.
"It seems I wasn't wrong before; the Dragon Race truly is a bunch of ingrates!"
"It's only been a few hundred years since the Great Xia royal family blood-washed the Four Seas, and you reptiles have already forgotten the power of my Zhao family?"
Upon hearing this, Xu Yue'Er trembled all over, looking at Zhao Yi with uncertainty, unable to understand why he suddenly erupted in anger.
Zhao Yi sneered coldly: "The Four Seas Dragon Race colluding with the remnants of the Heaven-Facing Sect, attempting treason, is an unforgivable sin!"
