Xiang Qing's face darkened, his gaze gloomy. Though he had little goodwill toward Si Peng and their conflicts ran deep,
he had to admit that this time, Si Peng had truly touched a sore spot.
This Evil Weapon looked strange and sinister. Xiang Qing might not like it, but not liking it did not mean it could not be used, that it was forbidden to use.
Commander Bai's actions were indeed far too biased. No matter how formidable Dragon City was, was he really going to disregard old hands like them and cast them aside like worn-out shoes?
He was willing to obey Commander Bai's orders not merely because he feared the man, but because he wanted to obtain from him the secret method for entering the Grandmaster Realm. He had something to gain. If Commander Bai had no such intention, why should he bother coming here to be someone's dog?
After everything that had happened today, he suddenly suspected that Commander Bai intended to use that Grandmaster secret method to dangle him along for the rest of his life, making him toil like an ox and horse without ever giving him a chance to succeed.
He needed to reconsider his future path as well.
"All right, what's the point of talking about useful and useless things? The urgent matter is still dealing with this Evil Weapon.
Do any of you have a way to send it into the Heavenly Evil Battle Casket and seal it away?"
Xu Fei scratched his head, increasingly feeling that coming along this time had been a mistake.
Enemies were not enemies, friends were not friends—there was a whole mess of filthy business, enough to make anyone uncomfortable. And now there was this indescribable sense of threat. Who could know who this sinister thing would