Under the scrutiny of four pairs of eyes, Mo Ran placed the corpse in his hands on the ground.
"I'm just offering a method." At this moment, his sharp edges softened somewhat, his previous aloofness gone.
Perhaps he was reminded of something from his past.
"I have no objections. Our position is now completely different from these dwarves. We have tried to use peaceful methods but just like in numerous films and TV shows that depict human nature, we still do not have the right to negotiate with them. At most, we can exploit individual disparities in strength to capture some unimportant people." Qian Cangyi leaned against the wall.
With every step he took, an additional bloody footprint appeared on the ground.
All this blood came from the dwarf soldiers who had bravely fought against them.
