Submission

His manner was calm and unruffled.

Yet it inspired an involuntary sense of trust.

Zeng Hong's expression hardened as he said coldly, "Who are you? I don't recall anyone like you in the Rubble Forest!"

"I am the Liangshan Stronghold Chief."

"The Liangshan Stronghold Chief?"

Zeng Hong repeated the title.

Soon enough.

A sharp gleam flashed in his eyes.

"It's you!"

Clearly, Zeng Hong had remembered who this Liangshan Stronghold Chief was.

"I've heard there's a fellow outlaw in the Liangshan Territory bordering the Rubble Forest, whose band is called the Liangshan Stronghold. You were the one who sent the letter I received yesterday, weren't you?"

At this point.

Zeng Hong turned a cold gaze on Niu Feng and Xu Yuanming. "I never imagined Mingai Mountain and the Cloud River Stronghold would be so spineless as to defect to an outsider. You've disgraced every outlaw in the Rubble Forest."

"A wise man knows when to adapt."

Xu Yuanming stood to one side, showing not the slightest anger at Zeng Hong's mockery.

At those words, Zeng Hong snorted coldly, drove his cleaver into the ground, and stood proudly with his hands behind his back. "Since you've come here today, none of you should even think of escaping.

"Let's see what your faces look like after I crush this Liangshan Stronghold Chief to death."

Clap, clap!

Applause rang out as Qin Shujian smiled. "I'd also very much like to see how you intend to crush me to death."

"However!"

At this point, his expression abruptly turned cold.

"Don't say I never gave you a chance. If Chaotic Gold Mountain submits to my Liangshan Stronghold now, there's still room to settle this. Otherwise, this won't end well."

"Arrogant fool!"

Zeng Hong laughed in fury and charged forward, scooping up the cleaver from the