At this moment, Fei Wenxing and his team also rushed over, accompanied by other teams that were chasing after them.
Thus, Qu Tong and her companions were surrounded, and the situation became extremely tense.
Mi Nuo's mecha stopped next to Fang Yan. Qu Tong smoothly descended from the mecha following her arm and calmly stared at Wen Qing and the others who had just arrived.
The furrowed brows of Song Ke and the others inside the mechas were so tightly knit they could have killed a fly.
With this scene, was there any hope of fighting?
They, a group of twenty-two, were set to confront over a hundred people—and that was just the beginning, as more and more people were arriving.
"Princess Consort, you never told me we were entering a no-win situation," Mi Nuo expressed her despair.
"What's there to be afraid of? Making it this far, even if we're eliminated, it's an honor," Fei Wenxing said heartlessly, even banging the mecha's fists together with resounding slaps.
