Old Mo and the others flushed crimson, wishing they could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Nu Guang was simply too useless.
At that moment, Tian Budian seized the opportunity and said, "Old Mo, I resign from my position as a steward of the Eastern Plains Northern Lands. I want to join the Western Lands now."
With that, he scampered over to Ju Dan and bowed and scraped before her.
Though Ju Dan did not think much of him, it was thanks to his recommendation that the matter of Tyrant Fierce Venerable serving as a guide had arisen. Besides, this would deal a vicious blow to the Northern Lands, so Ju Dan accepted him without hesitation.
Then Ju Dan sneered, "Mo Ya, it seems you've been paying lip service while doing the opposite behind my back. That's a recipe for disaster."
"The fate of those who oppose me is this—humiliation!"
Although the five elders had never openly said they stood with Sikong Jing, nor had they said they intended to resist Ju Dan, and had only been unable to deal with Sikong Jing because of Hua Meixi, Ju Dan could naturally see through their little schemes.
She was also warning them not to think Hua Meixi's presence meant they could do whatever they pleased...
Just as Ju Dan's words fell, several more screams rang out from within the Tyrant Pattern Array.
One after another, people from the Eastern Plains Northern Lands were blasted out.
Ten people had actually failed to pass the second round of manifested beasts. The entire audience once again erupted in uncontrollable laughter, leaving the five elders ashamed beyond measure.
"Old Mo, after this quota battle, I think we should all bow our heads to Ju Dan." Apart from Hua Lidian, all the stewards