"Whoa!"
On the official road, the ox carts came to a stop one after another. Sun Wencai still did not have the nerve to disobey the Demon Slaying Warrior's orders.
Besides, he did not think there was anything wrong with stopping. After all, there was still a Demon Slaying Warrior riding in his cart.
"Hey, thank you for your hard work, sirs."
Sun Wencai's face was wreathed in smiles, but the five Demon Slaying Warriors in black armor ignored him completely and headed straight for the last large cart. Zhang Yang was sitting there, his armor still draped in blood and scraps of internal organs. As for his helmet, he held it in his hand.
Because there was no way to avoid them anymore.
If he had encountered ordinary people, he could have acted haughty and ignored them. But this time, he had run into fellow colleagues. If he failed to greet them, turned around and ran, or even put on his helmet, wouldn't that be openly telling everyone that he had a problem?
So after thinking it over several times, he decided to throw caution to the wind.
At worst, he would be dragged off to the Death Warrior Camp like Duan Kuan. What was the big deal?
At this moment, the five Demon Slaying Warriors also removed their sealed helmets. They showed no suspicion or wariness at all. After all, this colleague had cleanly killed the Twin Demon Soldiers right under their noses.
Then the gazes of both sides met.
Zhang Yang had already decided to let the chips fall where they may. He had no intention of silencing them by killing them; there was no point. So his expression was calm and composed, and he even sized up the five men in return.
As for the five