C846 My Clansmen Need Me
"Your Majesty, please descend!"
"Your Majesty..."
"Your Majesty..."
The voices shook the air, causing Monarch Yao to be moved.
Houtu opened her eyes. When she heard this voice, she understood everything. This was the true self of a saint.
"Control the flood?"
"This is the aftereffect of the West Cult's saint's scheme back then..."
Monarch Yao's voice became extremely cold, "Your Majesty
