The Asura War God led Ye Feng upstairs.

Night Breeze inadvertently observed his body, and a terrifying killing intent emanated from the Asura War God's body from time to time.

He truly deserves to be called a soldier who fought on the Northwest battlefield.

That murderous aura was almost tangible, the result of continuous cultivation and killing.

He deserves the title of "Asura War God".

The Qi Movement Realm, this level of strength, has already explained everything.

In a private room on the top floor of the Hilton Hotel, the God of War, Shura, poured a full glass of wine for Night Breeze.

He raised his wine cup and toasted Ye Feng: "Lord!"

This glass of wine is a toast to you!

The Asura War God drank it all in one gulp, showing great generosity.

"This second cup is a toast to you on behalf of the fallen Dragon Soul Army warriors!"

After downing the second glass of wine, the Asura War God's eyes flickered slightly.

"This third cup of wine is to my master!"

After three cups of wine, the Azure Dragon War God's face flushed slightly.

Night Breeze smiled, picked up a full glass of wine, and drank it down.

"With you in the Northwest, the Dragon Kingdom will be at peace!"

"My master is doing well now, he just doesn't want to be disturbed!"

"I believe we will meet again someday!"

Night Wind knew what the Asura War God was thinking about, and those words instantly relieved him.

"I've come here for two reasons, firstly to report on the battle situation in the Northwest!"

"Secondly, it's to see you!"

"If those Japanese dare to cause you trouble, I will definitely not let them get away with it!"

Ye Feng smiled slightly: "It's alright, I will handle this matter personally!"