Chapter 3391
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As far as he knew, Mr. Zuoqiu had always been a level-headed man, but this time …
Xue Zhibei's face darkened. "Mr. Zuoqiu, can you explain?"
Doctor Mu Lan had already taken Leng Yexiao away for treatment.
God knew how much worse Crown Prince Leng's injuries had gotten after this trip.
Who knew how long it would take for him to recover, let alone catch up to Jun Linyuan?
Mr. Zuoqiu's face darkened as well when he saw the collapsed main courtyard.
However, there was something more serious he had to tell him.
Mr. Zuoqiu said, "General, please come with me."
Mr. Zuoqiu hadn't fully recovered yet, and he even stumbled a little when he walked.
But General Xue pretended not to notice his anger.
Mr. Zuoqiu led him to the underground fighter base.
General Xue's face darkened, and he wondered if the base had developed a second-generation fighter jet.
Was Mr. Zuoqiu telling him the good news?
If that was the case, it wasn't too bad.
General Xue had suffered a great blow from the confrontation with the Junwu Empire.
Because of Jun Linyuan, the upper echelons of Dong Sang, who used to have the upper hand, were now at a disadvantage.
It wouldn't have been a big deal if it was just once, but Xue Zhibei knew very well that as long as Jun Linyuan was alive, the upper echelons of Dong Sang would always be at a disadvantage.
Forget destroying Crow Nest Castle, they now had to defend against a counterattack!
Hence, he had pinned his hopes on fighter jets.
However, General Xue, who had never shown his emotions on his face, was stunned when he saw the fighter jet base.
His eyes, which were already sharp to begin with, were now bursting with a ruthless and cold light!
"Zuoqiu, I think you need to explain yourself." General Xue's voice was calm, but every word he said seemed to come out of a blizzard, filled with murderous intent.
Mr. Zuoqiu had calmed down after his initial anxiety.
He said, "The fighter jet was hacked, and a hundred propellers with inscriptions were stolen …"
Thump!
Infuriated, General Xue threw a punch at Mr. Zuoqiu.
Mr. Zuoqiu dropped to his knees, and his knees slid backward!
Soon, his back hit the wall with a loud thud.
Mr. Zuoqiu felt his blood boil, and he almost spat it out, but he forced himself not to.
Although he was a grand tutor, he was not as strong as Marshal Xue, so Mister Zuoqiu was considered half a level lower than Marshal Xue.
He took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the surging hot blood. He looked at Great Marshal Xue again and continued to report calmly, "Another 100 fighter aircrafts have been stolen."
Marshal Xue's breathing was heavy, his sharp eyes staring straight at Mister Zuoqiu!
Mister Zuo Qiu saw a strong killing intent in Marshal Xue's eyes!
But … he had no choice but to continue reporting.
"And … destroy the other one hundred fighter jets."
Marshal Xue, "!!!"
In a flash, he was already in front of Mister Zuoqiu.
The iron-like hand gripped Mister Zuoqiu's throat!
This was Sir Zuoqiu, one of the three teachers of the Crown Prince. He was one of the most powerful people in Dong Sang Country, but now he was being held by Marshal Xue by the throat and couldn't move.
"Are you done?!"
Mr. Zuoqiu hadn't finished yet. He smiled bitterly and continued to report, "… Fighter jet base … Inscription research area … Blown up … Second generation fighter jet research … Personnel … All dead …"
Marshal Xue, "!!!"
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