Chapter 879
Within the grand tent of the Rong Clan, the lights were bright. Wild Field Fire, Bai Wushuang, and the leaders of the various Rong Clan factions were all present, with Luo Cheng, armored head to toe, standing in the middle.
All maintained their silence, including Wild Field Fire, several pairs of eyes rested on Luo Cheng.
Luo Cheng, clad in silver armor, stood upright without kneeling, his expression neither humble nor arrogant, his face as exquisitely crafted as if chiseled from ice and jade.
Even among the violence-worshipping Rong Clan, one could not help but admire inwardly, "What a handsome visage."
The leader of the Bear Clan, Nu Mushi, spoke with a tone neither overtly sarcastic nor genuinely warm, "Has Li Letian sent you, pretty boy, to surrender? Isn't that showing a little too little sincerity?"
His forces had just been dealt a blow at Lizipo, his flesh ached from the loss, and so his words carried a bite of that sarcasm and warmth.
