Ye Hao looked cold, and said coldly: "What? These days, the islanders have also become the upper class in Jiecheng?"
"They can kick the pavilion, but I can't resist?"
"They can say that we are the sick men of Daxia, so I can't scold us back?"
"A mere island country, a small place, can step on Daxia's head and shit now?"
"I'm sorry, Braid died a long time ago, and Da Xia stood up a long time ago."
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