"By the sound of it, are the people of the Nine-state Battlefield planning to revolt?" Zhuo Ming's expression grew colder, but not a flicker of hesitation showed on his face due to Qian Ming's words. "If you're planning to rebel, all I need to do is send the message back. Not just you, but everyone in the Nine-state Battlefield won't even dream of surviving!"

"Hah, we've been planning for so long, did you think we'd do nothing? Zhuo Ming, are you naive enough to believe ...