"It really hadn't been easy!"
Mu Xiu couldn't help sighing, too. "To help Miss Dongfang escape safely back to the North Region, how much time did we waste, and how much money did we lose?!"
"Mm, mm!"
Tan Li nodded in agreement, then asked, "So what do we do next? Keep using Ye Chen and Yi Tianji's names to loot all the major factions in the South Region?!"
"Can you stop dragging us into this?!"
Ren Huan complained. "Now that we've got money, obviously we should go find some girls and relax!"
"Amitabha!"
Master San Nong immediately put on a solemn expression and pressed his palms together. "Benefactor, don't speak so crudely. As good officials of Immortal Qin, we should work hard and devote ourselves wholeheartedly to the people."
"Thank you for enlightening me, Master!"
Ren Huan instantly saw the light. He would become a good official who devoted himself to the people.
"Master truly lives up to his name!"
Mu Xiu couldn't help sighing, realizing there was still so much he needed to learn.
"Heh heh heh..."
The three of them exchanged glances, then burst into a string of sinister laughter.
"Hmm?!"
Tan Li stared blankly at the three cackling men, realizing he couldn't fit in with them at all.
The scene shifted...
Wang Xu led Bairi in a swift retreat, rejoining the main force of the God of War Hall.
Long Aotian stood aboard a small Dragon Ship. Gone was the wanton flamboyance of his old self; he wore a suit of top-grade golden armor and held a top-grade golden spear.
Behind him stood Hongxiu and several members of the Red-Faced Iron Cavalry.
The Red-Faced Iron Cavalry had once numbered several hundred. Every one of them had been handpicked by Long Aotian. They were not only stunningly beautiful,