Qingqiu genocide old story
"Han Xin, the cunning rabbit is dead, the running dogs are cooked, the birds are gone, and the good bow is hidden." The young master of Qingqiu walked on the blood of Qingqiu people, with an expression of indifference and overwhelming hatred, "Today of my Qingqiu Fox Clan must be the tomorrow of your Dragon Clan."
"From now on, our Qingqiu Fox Clan and your Dragon Clan will fight to the death."
"Taibai, where are you?" The drunken Han Xin raised his head and looked out the window. The century-old Qingqiu was still undisturbed, "Fox┅┅Fox?"