Those formidable hidden masters usually do not make a move.
Ranked at ninth, even above Mo Batian, Huang Feng himself admitted his strength was inferior to Mo Batian and dared not fight with him.
Thus, the Eighth Prince was extremely annoyed with Mo Batian, but had no way to deal with him.
In such a situation, the Eighth Prince could only whisper, "Mr. Mo, please don't talk so loudly over there, or I am done for."
Mo Huasong said with a smile, "What are you afraid of? Am I not helping you kill people now? Whoever dares to provoke you, I will help you kill them. Today, I am going to kill the Great General of the South Camp. By the way, have you taken control of the East Camp yet?"
"I am, I am still working on it," the Eighth Prince would not disclose such matters to Mo Huasong; it was his secret after all.
Mo Huasong said, "I'm preparing to attack the South Camp, help me get ready, and then I'll help you become the emperor."
