After a brief silence, Ma Ying slapped his thigh and said fiercely, "We can't rule out that possibility. But even if our worst fears are true, things haven't reached the point of no return yet. As long as we take Yun Tu out and get what we came for, who can pin this on us?"
The whole point was to leave no witnesses.
"Fair enough. Besides, it's only a guess. No more hesitation. Whatever it costs, we have to take down Yun Tu." Buddha Hand was just as resolute.
Unfortunately, no matter how determined they were, taking down Yun Tu was never going to happen.
Because there could never be another Yun Tu in this world.
Jiang Yue led them in circles, never engaging them. By daybreak, Ma Ying and Buddha Hand, who had been so sure they could deal with Yun Tu, had seen their anger and resolve crumble away, replaced by helplessness and fear.
The possibility they had worried about before now made them increasingly paranoid, as if it could come true at any moment.
Daybreak meant their raid had lasted nearly a full day. The Flower Demon Clan headquarters had probably heard about the robbery long ago.
In other words, they were in extreme danger and could be exposed at any moment. They knew all too well what it would mean to be exposed as traitors who had openly sabotaged the clan's plans.
As tempting as ten million in auction money was, they had to live long enough to claim it.
Buddha Hand had lost all the swagger he'd had when he first arrived, and he no longer felt confident enough to mock Ma Ying. Truthfully, he knew that if he had been in charge, he might not have done as well as Ma Ying.
At least