Feng Yi had just triumphantly revealed Sheng Qiangwei, but in an instance he got stabbed in the back without noticing, causing him to fall to the ground and replaced by a face of surprise, "John, you..." Unbelievable that his comrade, whom he had fought side by side with on the battlefield, would betray him. His gaze seemed to silently question why.
"Don't make such a pitiful face, you should've guessed who we are." The voice came from John.
"You...you all are..."
"Hehe, exactly, we are all members of Sadra. I must admit, General Feng, you are quite smart. You managed to see through Sheng Qiangwei's identity in such a short time, but you missed out the one person you trusted the most."
Feng Yi gave a doubtful look. Even though it was fleeting, it didn't escape the opponents' gaze. He attempted to make his voice sound as calm as possible, "You couldn't have easily entered my room, at least John would have noticed. I mean, the real John."
