Inside the tent of the Great Khan of the Tujue, Sharlobi was drinking fine wine with Qianjin Kedun, their cups clinking together.
"Congratulations, Great Khan, I hear that this time you have truly routed the Sui Army."
Despite feeling very proud at this congratulations, Sharlobi merely smiled faintly and said softly, "It's nothing, nothing at all."
"Speaking of which, during this Disaster Descending God event, there appeared eight Calamity Positions, but our side, the Tujue, only secured three, while the Great Sui, including that damned Ying Zhao Clan, snatched away five! Absolutely infuriating!"
