On the other side of Yellow Sand City, Wu Zhao was still in his hidden base, where several hooded figures were spontaneously training, clearly forming a distinct faction from Du Chengfeng's side.
And this was also the result Wu Zhao wanted, or perhaps the result he had wanted before. Since there were differences in their ideas, each would bring some people along to see whose ideas could truly prevail—in a way, it was still a competition, albeit one that compared not physical combat skills or killing techniques, but thoughts, ideas, and the correctness of actions.
Of course, now Wu Zhao had realized that the opposite side had no intention of competing with him—the idea of comparing had no real meaning to them.
