Wu Tian was determined to continue his massacre. He would wipe Fusang from the face of the earth until its name was no longer uttered among the nations.
When Wu Tian saw the Dragon Country military aircraft attempting to dissuade him again, he waved a hand dismissively. "Scram!" he said, his tone detached.
Instantly, the air currents in the sky turned tumultuous, sweeping all of Dragon Country's jets away. Wu Tian, riding the Phoenix, continued toward North Sea Avenue. The soldiers aboard the Dragon Country aircraft could only watch, dumbfounded, as he departed.
"Why is he so obsessed? It's impossible for one man to destroy a country. He'll just force our country into paying reparations. This is a classic case of one man bringing disaster upon his nation, no different from Zhao Kuo's armchair strategizing," a soldier remarked. Though a man, he spoke with a sharp, spiteful tone.
