Jiang Shang had already prepared for the worst, but Lu Chengwen's appearance kindled a spark of hope deep in his heart.
Lu Chengwen was not strong, but the meaning and value of his existence, as well as his ability to rally others, were things the people of the martial world had yet to realize.
A man who had repeatedly surprised him and filled him with disbelief; a man who had challenged the Jiang Family's most serious bottom line, yet had been able to keep maneuvering and turning things around, until in the end he not only resolved their hatred, but became family;
Lu Chengwen was the kind of person who clearly possessed tremendous energy, yet did not believe it himself;
Lu Chengwen was a cunning person who would rather hide in a safe zone, watch how things developed, and then make the decision most beneficial to himself;
Lu Chengwen was someone who hid in the shadows controlling everything, while still pretending none of it had anything to do with him.
For someone like that to rush out like this and stand together with the Jiang Family—heh, it really was unexpected.
The reserve team was no longer needed.
Bet it all on Lu Chengwen!
The outcome of this war, the Jiang Family's fate, and everyone's life or death—it would all depend on how he performed!
Po Zhenzi and Jiang Bozheng had already fought for several hundred exchanges.
Po Zhenzi was a little short of breath. "Young brother Bozheng, I never expected your strength to have improved to this level."
Jiang Bozheng held his saber, his brows tightly furrowed.
"In the Jiang Family, in my generation, I am the only one with the character Bo in my name. I carry the glory of the Jiang Family's future Patriarch."
"You would never