"Having the numbers on our side is one of our advantages too."
Wang Zhan crossed his arms and said calmly, "And with someone like you, we don't need to talk about any so-called martial ethics at all. Next up, just accept the judgment you deserve!"
The next second, Wang Zhan was already making the first move, striking toward Xie Fengyun.
Right now, he didn't want to fuss over anything else, he just wanted to take control of the battlefield as fast as possible.
Li Du didn't hesitate either. Even though he was heavily injured, he still gripped the Black Ice Scepter in his hand tightly and charged straight at Xie Fengyun.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them had already reached Xie Fengyun.
Xie Fengyun clenched his teeth so hard they were about to shatter. He gave Wang Zhan's group a vicious glare, then frowned and said, "You two damn despicable rats, I can't be bothered with you! There's still a long road ahead—see you another time!"
