The Oriole Takes Flight

Nan Ou showed a hesitant expression. "Maybe we should forget it. This is too risky."

Dao Jian Sha Shen said, "Let's try it once. If we can snipe Lu Yang and take his Demon God's Heart, us brothers won't have to live so miserably anymore. We're all over level 50. This is our best chance."

Xue Fanchen, the second vice president, gritted his teeth. "That's right. Lu Yang has always thought highly of himself. Whenever he goes out, he likes taking on larger numbers with fewer people. This time, we'll catch him off guard. With 3,000 elites lying in ambush, we'll definitely succeed."

Nan Ou nodded. "True. Lu Yang loves taking risks too much. That's his weakness. If we can exploit it, we might succeed."

Dao Jian Sha Shen said, "There's absolutely no problem. The 3,000 men I sent out this time are all experts above level 50. We spent a fortune training them, so their loyalty is unquestionable. As for equipment, we hired studios to farm level-50 gold gear for them, and all their gems are level 6. Xia Feng Ruge is leading them too. Lu Yang is as good as dead."

This was the strongest force Dao Jian Sha Shen could muster. Even in Liu Jie's guild, these players would qualify as the core members of an elite regiment. Xia Feng Ruge, who led them, was even more outstanding among experts. They had every reason to be confident.

"Now we just have to see when Lu Yang walks into the trap," Xue Fanchen said.

"I'll ask." Dao Jian Sha Shen sent Xia Feng Ruge a message. "What's the situation now?"

Xia Feng Ruge was hiding among a stretch of low hills, with 3,000 elite players behind him. Looking into the distance through binoculars, he said, "Lu Yang's 700