"You're the beast!" Jiang Jingwei flew into a rage. "You're helping a treacherous minister who is ruining the country—what right do you have to be my father? Besides, you were never my father to begin with."
She did not know this middle-aged man, but from his words, she understood their identities—the Divine Sharp Army!
The additional Saints were the remnants of the Divine Sharp Army.
Last time at Red Sleeve Hall, the remnants of the Divine Sharp Army had attacked Yuanshi Tianzun and her. Now it seemed that the Divine Sharp Army had long since pledged allegiance to Zheng Wenhan and become enemies.
And Yuanshi Tianzun had even wanted to recruit them into their camp.
The Palace Master, Guan Ya, Little Round, and the others had the opposite thought from Jiang Jingwei. They thought that Zhao Kai's death and the failure of Yuanshi's recruitment plan had caused the Divine Sharp Army to become an opposing faction.
The Saints of Return of the Dead, Elder Xu of the Azure Dragon Gang, and Retainer Zhou of the Yang Residence all felt their hearts sink.
The enemy Saints far surpassed them in both quality and numbers.
The plan to assassinate Zheng Wenhan within a quarter of an hour was clearly no longer viable. If they forced a battle, they would only be surrounded from all sides, then wait for most of the city defense army to arrive and be wiped out by the Zheng Family.
Retainer Zhou looked at Guan Ya, changed the way he addressed her, and said with a bitter smile:
"Miss, is there still any need to fight to the death? Take your friends and leave. I'll stay behind to cover your retreat."
Elder Xu had lost his will to fight as well, filled with regret and unwillingness. He did