Zhongli Wu's face was livid, and regret had turned his guts green.
His greed had led him straight into the handsome commander's vicious trap. Not only had he been saddled with an enormous load of blame, but nearly ninety percent of the cult's elite had been lost, his wife was dead, and even he probably would not escape.
Huo Yuhao was strong enough to kill Di Tian instantly. Who could possibly escape his grasp?
Not even Uncle Long could manage that!
This Beast Tide had been a conspiracy from beginning to end.
They had lured him here to take the blame, then planned to silence them all, leaving no living witnesses to dispute their story.
What a vicious scheme. It was utterly watertight.
This mysterious commander had committed every evil imaginable and reaped both fame and fortune. His shamelessness knew no bounds.
Zhongli Wu could only bow to his superior skill.
All his other subordinates were dead, but Zhang Peng, who had narrowly survived thanks to his Golden Cicada Escape skill, had not fled at the first opportunity. Instead, he had risked his life to protect him.
Having a subordinate as fiercely loyal as Zhang Peng, someone willing to protect him to the death, still moved Zhongli Wu somewhat.
Huo Yuhao tapped his finger lightly in the air, and a throwing knife spun from side to side before Zhang Peng, following his fingertip's movements.
Huo Yuhao was considering how to let Zhongli Wu escape.
Killing him would yield nothing beyond a few thousand withdrawal points.
Those three mysterious beings in the Holy Spirit Cult weighed heavily on his mind.
He wanted to let Zhongli Wu escape, then have Zhang Peng, who had earned Zhongli Wu's trust, investigate everything.
If Zhang Peng survived and returned after this Oscar-worthy performance, he would