"So you're not Su Quan!"
Seeing Dao Mei reveal her true appearance before him, Hong Antong—whose right leg tendon had been forcibly torn apart by her Nine Yin White Bone Claw, leaving him able to maintain only a one-knee kneeling posture—was first stunned. Then, unexpectedly, a trace of relieved acceptance appeared on his aged face!
In truth, the reason he had seemed so grief-stricken and indignant when Dao Mei ambushed him earlier was less because he could not accept being ambushed than because he could not accept being ambushed by Su Quan.
No matter what guise Dao Mei had assumed, the former could only be explained as his own operational blunder.
But the latter was naked betrayal!
Compared with making a mistake himself, being betrayed by the person closest to him was clearly far harder to accept. Hong Antong was no exception.
"Letting you die with understanding is the least I can do for the Divine Dragon Cult Leader. Now then, Cult Leader Hong, please ascend to paradise." As Dao Mei spoke, she moved with her blade. Together with Xiao Qiao on the other side, one blade and two swords launched a frenzied assault at Hong Antong's vital points from both sides.
This was Ye Weiming's true plan!
With the strength of their group, even if they had charged straight into the Divine Dragon Cult's council hall and started a fight, they would have had at least a seventy-percent chance of victory. But Ye Weiming did not want seventy percent. Even ninety percent would have been too little for him.
Since they held every conceivable advantage, they naturally had to maximize it as much as their abilities allowed.
Fair play was absolutely out of the question!
At this moment, Dao Mei's earlier claw strike had robbed Hong Antong even of