"Lord Mo Baoke, what happened?"
"A bunch of trash let someone take out our supplies."
Mo Baoke cursed furiously.
The subordinates who rushed in all lowered their heads, not daring to make a sound, knowing the situation was indeed humiliating.
A single player had thrown the massive Legion into chaos, and the worst part was that the guy was incredibly strong. All the brothers who went out to encircle him fell into his hands.
This made their position awkward. If they went after him, it would play right into the enemy's hands, sending more victims his way, and if they didn't, that was also wrong.
"Lord Mo Baoke, don't be angry. We have already instructed the rear to prepare the transport planes, and the supplies will be here soon. As for that guy, we really..."
"A bunch of nobodies only good for sneaking attacks and sabotage. Besides these little sparrow tactics, what else can they do? They really think I have no ways to deal with them, all of you come here."
