"Damn it all! Because of them, I almost mortally offended Shen Lang!"
"Because of them, my City Lord's Mansion was nearly destroyed... If Shen Lang had swung down with that Limb Order, this whole place would have been sliced in two! Those worthless bastards! They almost got me killed!"
An Fengrui was a whirlwind of emotions—ecstatic, despondent, and furious all at once.
He seemed to have forgotten that it was he, the City Lord of Illusion Mist City, who had just gathered forces to go and level Qingfeng Stronghold.
In fact, those forces were still outside, waiting for the order to set out...
Shen Lang shot him a cool glance and said, "Originally, when I saw you gathering a group of experts, brimming with killing intent and preparing to move against Qingfeng Stronghold, I was only going to give you ten percent. But I didn't expect to run into Elder Ye here. Seeing as he once spoke up for me, I decided to add another ten percent."
