The Talks Broke Down! Liu Mufei's Little Revolver!

As soon as Bai Xuan finished speaking, he activated the Teleportation Array and sent Lu Tai back to the frontline camp.

When Li Manxiu saw Lu Tai appear out of thin air, covered in wounds, he rushed over.

"Quick! Get the medical team!"

He helped Lu Tai up while issuing orders, then asked urgently, "Lu Tai! What happened in there?"

Lu Tai did not answer. Instead, he looked toward Liu Mufei, who sat quietly at the rear, and asked in a low voice, "Was all of this part of your plan?"

Liu Mufei merely smiled and said nothing.

Because she had no idea what Bai Xuan was trying to do, either!

Events seemed to have quietly strayed from her expectations.

Still, the result was not bad. Bai Xuan's approach was better than her original plan, in fact.

When Liu Mufei did not answer, Lu Tai gave a helpless smile.

There was a trace of self-mockery in it.

Just then, Li Manxiu sensed how faint the flame of life within Lu Tai had become and demanded, "You burned your life force?"

"It wasn't a bad trade. At least the Nine of Spades is dead." A hint of pride colored Lu Tai's voice.

"You—you've lost your mind!"

Li Manxiu stared at him in disbelief. Killing the enemy at such a cost to himself was something only a madman would do!

"But... can that birdman really defeat the Ten of Clubs?"

Lu Tai looked toward the Da Qi Serpent, worry surfacing in his eyes.

The Ten of Clubs and Danella were still locked in fierce combat, neither able to gain the upper hand.

The pitch-black cross released countless shadow chains that wound around the massive Spirit Form Danella had conjured, trying to pin it to the cross.

"Danella! I'll be taking your Ascension