At the same time, the vast wave sect let out a deafening roar.
"These idiots. I told them to think of a way to delay Ling Chuxi. What are they doing now? fighting to give money to others. Even the fine gold and Mithril that they had collected with great difficulty over the years were given to others. I'm really so angry." Ling Gusong was so angry that his lips turned white. He tore the letter in his hand into pieces.
"Master, you can't blame them for this. You were the one who ordered that no matter what price they had to pay, as long as they could delay Ling Chuxi, it would be fine." Mu Weibei looked at the Furious Ling Gusong and carefully reminded him.
"Ah? Did I say that? My stupid mouth!" Ling Gusong thought for a moment and slapped himself hard. If he didn't say that, even if he forced those old guys to die, they probably wouldn't have the guts to give away the Mithril and adamantine that he had ordered to collect.
