Han Fei suddenly stood up. "I thought that by launching a northern expedition, I could sweep through the Bloody Hand Mine Devils here. But you people only care about petty profits. Is a level-five mineral very valuable? So what if it's a level-six mineral? Can it be made into a godly weapon? An army of 20,000 people was abused by hundreds of Bloody Hand Mine Devils before you could even fight the Bloody Hand head-on. Aren't you a bunch of garbage?"
The big cat, Wang Xiaojiu, also stood up excitedly. "You're really not good enough! The battle was so chaotic. Although you formed a ten-person formation, it doesn't mean that seven or eight people don't work. However, once one of you was defeated, the entire formation collapsed and you were all crushed. Look, none of us ferocious beasts died because we are not greedy."
Mo Jiu said, "Although Wang Xiaojiu's words are unpleasant, what he said is true. The temporary northern expedition army is too inefficient in combat."
