"Even one of our American aircraft carriers, with more than a hundred bombers, was destroyed by this brat. What's the difference between him and a murderous maniac?"
"However, what is appalling is that Ye Feng did not give up and continued to fight his way to Japan, killing more than 300,000 Japanese warriors and even burning down their shrines."
"Poor God of War of Japan, he's already so old and frail, yet this kid still won't let him go."
At this point, Rumba's tone suddenly rose, becoming stern. He slammed his hand on the table, making the teacup jump high, and spoke righteously.
"Therefore, Ye Feng's arrogant behavior has caused significant losses to more than a dozen countries and seriously infringed upon our interests and national sovereignty!"
"The crimes committed by Ye Feng should naturally be borne by Great Xia."
"I now declare—"
At this point, the seven permanent members of the Security Council and the organizing committee of the Martial Arts Alliance all stood up, their expressions solemn.
The more than 30,000 martial artists present also stood up, and the atmosphere became somewhat solemn.
Rumba continued.
"Make Great Xia compensate each of our twelve countries with one hundred billion US dollars."
Beside them, a group of representatives from Great Xia didn't even have the right to sit. They stood in a corner next to the podium, heads bowed, looking like wilted eggplants, accepting the judgment of the United States.
The person in charge was Yue Chaoqun, the newly appointed commander-in-chief of the Martial Arts Management Department, who had been forced into the role and had come over against his will.
At this moment, his face looked extremely pale.
One country pays $100 billion in compensation.
A total of twelve countries, that's 1.2 trillion US dollars!
Yue Chaoqun nearly fainted.
However, the story doesn't end there.
Rumba, raising her voice, began to rattle off a series of demanding conditions...
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