Ji Ning left his room.

"Come out?" Emperor Xia looked at Ji Ning outside the door.

"Your Majesty has been here all this time?" Ji Ning was startled.

"How could you be so safe if I wasn't here? How many people came to you, some comforted you, but some were angry and wanted to scold you." Emperor Xia shook his head, "You can't blame them, after all, this realm war is just around the corner.

They were going to win, but now, alas... Once the realm war is defeated, many of their foundations laid by the gods and true immortals for hundreds of millions of years will be taken away by the Wujian Sect. How can they not be angry? You don't have to be angry, wait until this time

As time goes by, they will gradually accept all this."

Ji Ning looked at Emperor Xia.

He could feel... Emperor Xia had a hint of sadness when he said this.

After defeat, Emperor Xia will lose the world of Great Xia, which is the foundation of his tribe Xia Mang. His efforts from the era of gods and demons to the present have been poured into this land. How can Emperor Xia not be sad? But Emperor Xia is not surprised.

He had been blocking many people outside his house, so that he would not be disturbed. Ji Ning knew very well that he was about to win, but now he had to accept defeat. There must be many gods and immortals who could not accept it, and were extremely angry and painful.

"Are we really going to lose?" Ji Ning asked.

"We are going to lose." Emperor Xia sighed and nodded.
Chapter completed!