"It's all my fault! I led my brothers out, but I couldn't bring them all back!"
Tang Xiaojun's injuries were severe, covered in blood, his emotions driven to extremes, continuously smashing his head against the ground, bawling uncontrollably.
"Calm down! What the hell happened?"
Zhou Wu asked with a hint of anger in his eyes. The people Tang Xiaojun had taken with him were mere forty or so, but they had all been rather powerful, especially the three members of the Moving Mountain at the Seventh Hook Level - now only one remained. This is a disastrous blight for their section, it couldn't be any worse.
Moreover, another joint team still hadn't returned, comprising three more members at the Seventh Hook Level of the Moving Mountain!
Don't think that only that Wei Cheng knows about cooperation and mutual success. He, Zhou Wu, understood it as well, and more!
