Mo Tingyun and Mo Tingshu were extremely nervous.
Mo Tingshu's strength was S-grade. If he were to really fight this captain, his chances of winning should be around 55%.
Mo Tingyun's strength was A-grade.
Therefore, under such circumstances, the two of them would definitely not be able to defeat these warriors of the flying feather race.
Mo Tingshu was a little anxious.
'This damn flying feather race! Is there something wrong with them? It's just a matter involving two traitors. Is there a need to send out so many people to kill them? They even sent out an S-grade expert."
Mo Tingyun shook her head.
"That's enough. Now's not the time to complain. We need to think of a way out of this."
"Should we still protect those two members of the flying feather race, or should we just leave them to their fate?
