The Seven Mo Luo. Beings who stood at the pinnacle of the current world. In an age without the King Level, they were the world's most elite combatants, and they had a pride all their own.
For the four of them to be deployed together against a mere human—this was unprecedented.
"Isn't this all because of Baiguang and Yuan Luàn? The two of them teamed up and still let the target kill one of them, leading to this whole situation. Being associated with failures like you truly shames me."
Sibi's limpid eyes glanced at the two men beside her as she spoke with a cold sneer.
"Hold on. Please don't lump me in with a failure like Yuan Luàn. We may have been on the same mission, but the primary reason for its failure lies with him. This piece of trash couldn't even last five minutes against the target. By the time I arrived on the scene, he was already a mangled corpse being held in the enemy's hand. Otherwise, the mission never would have failed."
