Ling Tianyu's brows were deeply furrowed as he looked at the mountain that had already turned into rubble, his face filled with gravity; Luo Chengfeng was hardly any better off.
Who could have foreseen such an event? Who knew such a thing would suddenly occur?
It was unthinkable—the Five Great Camps actually turned on each other. Wasn't it supposed to be a united front against the outside threat? To suppress the Wei Family Triad? How did it come to this?
Or to ally with three of the camps, annihilate the other two—what exactly was happening here? If Ling Tianyu hadn't suddenly returned, who would have known?
Ling Tianyu crouched to the ground, looking at blood that was still sticky on the floor. He touched it with his finger; it was still warm, some of it steaming.
"Why would they do this?" Luo Chengfeng asked, puzzled, as he looked at Ling Tianyu and Tang Mingjing.
