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A flash of inspiration crossed Cao Xing's mind, as if he had thought of something.
He asked, "Your Majesty, if—just if—I can hold back the leader of the Watchers on my side."
"Could we gather all our strength, launch the final battle directly, and wipe out all the Legendary Tier fighters among the Watchers?"
The old king was also slightly stunned when she heard Cao Xing say he wanted to eliminate all the Legendary Tier fighters.
After all, Legendary Tier fighters were not cabbages growing by the roadside.
She let out a deep sigh. For some reason, her eyes suddenly moistened. She fought to keep the tears from falling, but Shen Jian saw through her pretense of strength.
"Let's see if there are any more clues. At the very least, we need to figure out whether they're friend or foe first." He Bayue remained highly wary of Yang Ying.
Hu Sichun lowered his head and thought it over, realizing that he had misspoken. Without even waiting for his attendant to pack up his things, he said nothing more and slunk away in disgrace.
Some thugs did not even follow the rules. For money, they simply became assassins, murdering people at will. However, such people were feared by all sides; even those in the security business avoided them like the plague.
"I just wanted to tell you that your background is truly impressive. Even without me, there's no way you wouldn't have passed." Yin Ruxue turned back, her face flushed red with anger.
"They were waiting right at the doorstep early in the morning. This should be a hired car from Han Zhirong's family," Ji Yun analyzed.
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