"It won't do. We must report this to Commander Bai at once. Otherwise, Meng Zhao will surely seize control of the Divine Might Army. And once the Divine Might Army falls into Meng Zhao's hands, Commander Bai's plan to attack Lingwu City from two directions, striking from within and without, will never succeed. It may even affect our contact with the Pudu Cult."
The lead Death Sword Guard frowned deeply. Meng Zhao had secretly come from Lingwu City to Liang Prefecture and even split the Divine Might Army into pieces. It was a stroke of divine genius—strengthening his own forces while eliminating most of the hidden dangers, throwing the entire situation into chaos in one move.
Not to mention that Commander Bai had specifically instructed them that they had to secure this evil weapon.
If the evil weapon had been in Su Hongtu's hands, they might still have had some confidence in taking it back with Xiang Qing's help and some of Commander Bai's hidden arrangements. But now that it was in Meng Zhao's hands, they truly had no such thought.
There was no other reason. Meng Zhao was not some Jianghu Underdog like Su Hongtu. He had a background, power, and deep foundations. Moreover, in this struggle for the evil weapon, he had displayed extraordinary wisdom and methods, making the three of them profoundly wary.
"What about the evil weapon? You and I both received Commander Bai's orders. We were to obtain the evil weapon and deliver it to that fellow Dragon City. Now the evil weapon is gone, and so is the Divine Might Army. How are we supposed to answer to Commander Bai? Hmph, those fools in the Divine Might Army were utterly useless, letting Meng Zhao get them in his grasp so easily. Every last one