Ji Shengyue sat in her seat, her whole body trembling slightly with excitement.
Even someone with Ji Shengyue's relatively low level of strength could clearly see that Xiao Cangqing was at an extreme disadvantage.
Although Xiao Cangqing had just unleashed a torrential sea of blood, a seemingly endless display of power, for ninety percent of the entire battle, he had been on the losing end.
As long as Uzi killed Xiao Cangqing, Ji Shengyue would be instantly freed, and she could once again become the revered ruler of the Great Jing Empire!
Her palms were slick with nervous sweat, and she prayed silently in her heart: 'Uzi, you have to win!'
If it were possible, if Uzi were willing, Ji Shengyue would spare no expense and mobilize all the resources of the Great Jing Empire to invite Uzi to become the Great Jing Empire's National Guardian War God!
"What's wrong?"
Chu He asked, looking at Xia Chengli, who was seated beside him.
