Suddenly, Guti moved. His iron-like right fist thundered out, but not toward Qin City.
Tiger King Jo Cole's body suddenly stiffened, struggling to lower his head and look at the bloody arm on his chest, "Why, why?" He never imagined that Guti would suddenly strike him.
The area around Jo Cole's heart had been completely pierced; he couldn't muster any strength anymore.
Guti gave a bitter smile, "Brother, you go first, wait for me underground. He was right, we should not let our clansmen die for our desires, and I especially do not wish to see the Beastman Clan march toward destruction."
With a fierce withdrawal of his palm, blood spurted wildly from Jo Cole's chest, splashing all over Guti's face. Jo Cole's robust body fell to the ground with a thud, never to rise again. Surprisingly, not a single one of the White Tiger Legion stepped forward.
