Old Zhang would never have guessed, even if he racked his brains, that he'd accidentally been branded a traitor.
Were these idiots really so easy to lead by the nose? He seriously wondered whether their heads were filled with brains or some kind of slurry. How could they be so easily incited and manipulated?
But Old Zhang didn't even have time to curse them. Those bloodthirsty lunatics were really coming at them with everything they had, fighting as if they didn't care whether they lived or died.
"Lunatics! You're all lunatics!"
Dodging as he went, Old Zhang swore at them. "Have you got any brains at all? I didn't summon those flying monsters, all right?"
"If you didn't, then who did?"
"Fuck, do you think we're blind? Those flying monsters are only attacking us. They're going out of their way to avoid you lot!"
"You bastard, Old Zhang! You put on such a convincing act earlier that I almost fell for it. I'll kill you, or I'll take your name!"
The people alongside Old Zhang hadn't attacked Feng Dengfeng earlier. Now, naturally, they were all branded as Old Zhang's accomplices.
They were just as unable to defend themselves.
The lunatics weren't afraid of dying. They were convinced that since Old Zhang's group had summoned the flying monsters, the monsters definitely wouldn't attack while everyone was locked in a chaotic battle.
After all, with Old Zhang and the others tied up, the flying monsters wouldn't have to worry about hitting them by mistake.
But when Jiang Yue's gaze brushed against this person, it was as if there were some strange magic about him, something that let him sense everything through his six senses. The man actually felt it.
His detached attitude, his belief that he could change the situation single-handedly, had