Tie Xiu had forgotten to announce the outcome of the final strike, and at this moment, he was utterly confused, as his Great Commander had left in a rather undignified manner, a plight too pitiful to behold.
"Is this still the reserve camp?" Tie Xiu felt dizzy, slowly sitting down on the ground, staring blankly at Xie Tian, who had a trace of dark red at the corner of his mouth.
Wang Tao, Wang Hai, and Luo Xiao, the three of them joined forces, but all they did was to make Xie Tian spit out some blood, yet they had turned the world of the reserve camp upside down.
Tie Xiu's right hand touched the storage bag at his waist, which felt hotter than at any other time.
It was only after Luo Xiao's figure had completely disappeared that Xie Tian turned to face Xu Mang and the other three, bowing deeply, "Thank you four sirs."
"Thank my ass!" Xu Mang rolled his eyes, cursing, "Damn Wang Tao, a bloody coward, made me lose hundreds of thousands of Military Merits, damn it!"
