What's Wrong With Being A Salted Fish?

Let Me See 16

When Su Ziqi returned to his territory injured, his men were very excited.

A man with goat horns on his head and two slanting magic patterns on his face that looked like knife scars bowed to him respectfully: "Master, you are back! Did your outing go smoothly?"

Su Ziqi touched the hidden wound in his body, nodded silently, and turned to go into the house.

This trip can no longer be described as bad, it was a complete mess.

Su Ziqi changed his clothes and came to the meeting hall. He sat on a high seat and supported his head. Although his body still ached slightly, he could bear it.

"Tell me, what's the situation?" Su Ziqi asked. Before he left, he gave instructions to try their best to expand their territory so that they would have enough strength to fight Qi Zhixing.

However, everyone who heard Su Ziqi's question was unusually silent. The hall was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

Su Ziqi frowned fiercely: "Speak!"

These people are basically the belligerents from the demon world. They love war and desire war. They are also the main people who invade the world of cultivation.

If Qi Zhixing had not strictly controlled them and sent people to guard the gate to the Demon Realm, these people would have long lost their patience and sneaked into the cultivation world to do evil.

And now, can't they even do something like grabbing territory?

"My lord, we did expand outward, but..." A man in a purple robe knelt down to report, but hesitated to speak.

"Um?"

"The Demon Lord sent his men to stop them, but I was useless because I was not as strong as him." The man in purple robe lowered his head deeply when he said this.

"Whoosh!"

A stream of demonic energy pierced through the purple-robed man's shoulder and plunged into the ground. Su Ziqi's face darkened: "You know you are useless, why don't you just get out of here? Are you staying here just to bother me?"

"Yes, yes, I'll take my leave." The man in purple robe had no choice but to cover his injured shoulder and leave the meeting hall.

"Who did Qi Zhixing send here?" Su Ziqi asked the man with goat horns standing next to him.

"My lord, Hong Yu and Lan Zhi." The man bent down and replied.

There are only two people! Qi Zhixing looks down on him too much!

But this just shows how incompetent his subordinates are.

Thinking of this, Su Ziqi became even more angry. He threw the porcelain cup beside him fiercely on the ground in the hall: "Waste! Good-for-nothing! You can't even beat two people? What's the use of you!"

Seeing that Su Ziqi was angry, two rows of people knelt down in the hall. Everyone lowered their heads and chose to remain silent, not daring to offend Su Ziqi at this moment.

"However, I recently heard that the two seemed to have had a quarrel. This might be an opportunity." The man with goat horns patted Su Ziqi's arm, motioning him to calm down, and made a suggestion to him.

Seeing how confident he was, Su Ziqi ordered, "Then I'll leave this matter to you. Don't let me down, Bai Ming."

Bai Ming bowed slightly: "As you wish."

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After Qi Zhixing counted the soldiers, he ordered the general to lead them to the north, while he and Lin Zhuo went ahead.