No one was willing.
"Ye Tingyun, do you mean it when you said a hundred thousand USD per person?"
Ye Tingyun spoke like it was nothing to him. In a firm voice, he said, "I, Ye Tingyun, always stick to my words."
As soon as his words came to an end, the army on the island was divided into two factions. On the one hand, they were good friends with Bruce and were unwilling to betray their brother. On the other hand, they were enticed by monetary benefits. A hundred thousand was way higher than their annual salary. As long as they stood on Ye Tingyun's side, they would have the money. Why not?
"You guys… betray your own brother!"
"Look at the odds. Both sides have armies, and there are three bombs right above. Killing you is as easy as if you are a toy. Who dares to lose their life for no reason? I don't. If I help Ye Tingyun, I get the money. Easy. Who wouldn't want to?"
