"Do they really not care?"
On the hill, Meng Tianxuan stared blankly and took a step back. Qin Yang's words hit him like a physical blow.
His mind went completely blank.
'This is bad!'
This entire situation, after all, had been set up as an ambush.
But now, the man who was supposed to be here for a rescue wasn't panicking in the slightest. It was as if he didn't care whether Li Zixuan and the others lived or died.
'Without any leverage...'
'How am I supposed to lure Qin Yang into the trap now?'
'Doesn't that mean all my efforts have been for nothing?'
Meng Tianxuan even started to wonder if Qin Yang was just bluffing. Otherwise, how could he, the Young Master, possibly condone his own followers self-destructing?
'It's absurd!'
'These people from the Heaven-Blasting Gang are all lunatics!'
"Brother Meng, isn't the Heaven-Blasting Gang supposed to care about every single member?"
