A streak of white light cut across the sky and plunged into the ranks of the Desolate Slaves, pointing straight toward Bai Yang.
With Long Ao having sold him out and that streak of white light giving him away, on top of Bai Yang being a whole level weaker than the Desolate Slaves, he stood out like a louse on a bald head. It was plain as day.
He was exposed!
Standing amid the Desolate Slaves, Bai Yang instantly became the center of attention. That was the least of his worries; the most important thing was that he had fallen into an unprecedented crisis!
"Long Ao, sooner or later, I'm going to kill you!" Bai Yang seethed inwardly. Gritting his teeth didn't begin to describe how he felt.
Even the most seasoned driver could crash. He'd always been the one setting traps for others, but now he'd found himself on the receiving end.
Earlier, even when Long Ao had sworn that someone had infiltrated the Desolate Slave ranks, Bai Yang had still clung to a sliver of hope. He'd suspected Long Ao was targeting him, but what if he wasn't?
Now there was no doubt. The experts from the various races weren't blind. How could they fail to see through his disguise?
Actually, Bai Yang had known he was in trouble the moment Long Ao announced that someone had infiltrated the Desolate Slave ranks. But he didn't dare move. The Desolate Slaves around him hadn't moved, either. Heaven only knew what would happen if he so much as twitched.
But now, Bai Yang had to consider whether he should take action. If he moved, what would the Desolate Slaves around him do? If he didn't, what was the point of staying here?
"I want you dead!"
From the distant human