The Painter collapsed to the ground, his white clothes stained red with blood. His trembling finger pointed at Shen Cang, and even his voice shook with rage.
"You fucking said you didn't have a trump card!?"
Shen Cang sneered coldly. "Would it still be called a trump card if I told you about it?"
"Y-You... pfft!" Overcome by fury, the Painter suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. His hand fell limply, and he went completely silent.
Shen Cang ignored the dead Painter and looked coldly at Bai Ye and the others. "I had planned to infiltrate the North Alliance and pass intelligence to my master. I never expected you people to be this utterly deranged!
At a time like this, you still attacked your allies? Humanity deserves to go extinct!!"
His words carried both indignation and fury.
Because he had never imagined, even in his dreams, that his perfect infiltration would be exposed this way.
It was not because he had revealed a flaw. It was because these people did not follow any fucking rules at all!
They attacked at the slightest disagreement? Was there even a single normal person among them?
Candle Dragon being outrageously arrogant was one thing, but not one person by his side had tried to stop him? They instantly joined the fight??
Lord Ten Thousand Woods was like a robot. He barely spoke and merely carried out orders.
The Painter loved watching chaos unfold and did not care about the bigger picture at all. The more chaotic things became, the more excited he got.
Even the Chief Judge, who had always prided himself on justice, was more extreme than anyone else.
Shen Cang was so furious he wanted to curse in the streets. If he had exposed a flaw and been discovered, that would