Ibola responded to these words with a bitter smile, merely shaking his head and laughing, "I wouldn't want you to do that, after all, everyone has their choice of ideals."
Seeing that Ibola's attitude towards him was still cool and indifferent, the King of North Africa wasn't angry; he had grown accustomed to it.
He believed that as long as he treated this woman wholeheartedly, someday, she would fall in love with him.
The King of North Africa had managed to establish such a huge empire and naturally had extreme confidence in himself, unyielding in his endeavors. Once he had set a goal, he would resolutely pursue it, and this applied to love as well.
"I have already found out that Xiao Zheng still has spare Golden Bones in his possession."
The King of North Africa looked towards the direction of the Sky Net stronghold, his gaze seemingly piercing through endless distances, and ambitiously declared, "Next, I will take back all the Golden Bones from the Evil God,
