"Everyone, listen to me." Seeing the crowd's great excitement, Zheng Nan clapped his hands to signal them to quiet down.
"This man named Ye Feng is extremely dangerous, not even our master was his match, so we must plan carefully." In his heart, Zheng Nan was very clear that with their current condition, it was simply impossible for them to be Ye Feng's opponents.
To know, Ye Feng was just a hair's breadth away from defeating a martial artist of the Wuzong level. With this group of ragtag soldiers, it was impossible to match Ye Feng.
"Big brother, what should we do then? Are we just going to let our master's death go unavenged?" Hearing Zheng Nan's words, his junior brothers suddenly became anxious and started to ask angrily.
"Exactly, did our master die in vain?" The anger of the crowd was indescribable. They couldn't understand Zheng Nan's reasoning and demanded an explanation.
