The Victor Is King, the Loser a Bandit

Hun Zhang paid no mind to Hun Feng's furious glare. "Hun Yuantian? That old fossil has already turned to ashes... the Clan Leader did it.

"As for you two, the Soul Clan encourages free competition among peers. Mingming was the one who captured you. What does that have to do with me?"

As he spoke, he patted Hun Xiao on the shoulder beside him.

Hun Xiao froze for a moment... Hun Zhang could always find a high-sounding excuse for whatever he did. He was slippery as an eel, making it difficult to find any leverage against him.

"What use are those two?" Hun Xiao asked, looking puzzled.

"Don't you care at all about the love life of Lord Flame Emperor, who almost became your fiancé?" Hun Zhang felt rather helpless toward his thick-skinned sister.

"Hm?"

"According to my investigation, Gu Yuan's daughter, whom those two ambushed and killed together, was Xiao Yan's childhood sweetheart... If the Clan Leader loses in the end, we'll use their heads as an offering when we defect to him." Hun Zhang chuckled.

Hun Zhang was someone who knew how to read the situation. He could not be called loyal to Hun Tiandi, but as long as the latter did not lose, he would not betray him either... Still, not betraying him did not mean he should not leave himself a way out.

Trying to stay alive... nothing shameful about that.

After a pause, he continued, "Oh, sis, you should prepare yourself mentally. If Xiao Yan shows even the slightest interest in you, I'll scrub you clean and toss you to him."

Hun Xiao: "..."

So I'm also your offering for defecting?

Central Plains, the battle continued.

Xiao Yan watched the Ghost Blood Blade of Emperor Slaying in Hun Tiandi's hand grow increasingly demonic, radiating