"King of the North, the higher-ups only mentioned a minor punishment." Yang Zhentian quickly added when he saw the King's expression.
The King of the North laughed calmly, "Old Yang, I understand! Don't worry, I'll only give them a minor punishment."
Hearing this, Yang Zhentian also smiled, estimating that the King of the North's "minor punishment" wouldn't be that minor.
Over the past few years, the neighboring nation had continuously caused friction in the northern territories, probably filling the King of the North with pent-up anger.
Since the higher-ups had given the go-ahead this time, there was no way the King of the North would let those bastards off easily.
The King of the North then turned to Tan Xiujie, "Tell the brothers below to get ready, and remember to inform them it's just a minor punishment!"
The King of the North emphasized the word "minor" with heavier tones.
Tan Xiujie chuckled, "Understood!"
