His subordinate felt the restlessness in the air and carefully asked, "Vice Hall Master, should we send more people?"
The tattooed man, who was also the man who had blocked the old residence and almost fought with Ji Nan, gritted his teeth. "Go!"
Someone from the Third Southern Hall persuaded uneasily.
"Vice Hall Master, the other party came prepared. Won't we be sending our people to death if we continue?"
"Yes."
"I think we should take it slow."
Silence.
Many people echoed that person's words.
The tattooed man looked at him coldly. "Can you think of a better solution?"
Who would have a solution?
The man who said he would take another look shut his mouth.
The tattooed man looked at everyone with his temples' veins bulging. It was obvious that he was violent and uneasy. "I also know there's a trap at the pier, but we have no way out!"
His words hit everyone's hearts.
