Xu Tianran’s eyes closed into slits as cold light flickered in them. “He actually came back to rescue those hostages? That means he didn’t die in the Western Mountain’s valleys. They actually came out of that strange place alive? Commander Wang, you can get up. You were only responsible for the reinforcements. The situation was already fixed when you arrived. This matter has nothing to do with you.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.” Wang Yiheng got to his feet and stood off to one side. 

Xu Tianran was seething with rage at this moment, and he really wanted to kill the three commanders before him to vent his anger. However, his rationality allowed him to control this impulse. No matter what, these three commanders were top-tier soul engineers, especially Wang Yiheng, who was a Class 9 soul engineer.

The Sun Moon Empire had an overwhelming number of soul engineers, but even so, Class 9 soul engineers were considered strategic existences.

Wang Yiheng commanded the Evileye Tyrant Soul Engineer Legion, and he was one of the fingers of the Hand that Protects the Nation. He was a Titled Douluo, of course, and his title was the Mad Bull. 

The Mad Bull Douluo, Wang Yiheng, had quite a reputation in the world of soul engineers. 

The other two commanders were both Class 8…

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