"Old Ninth really is unmatched."
Away from the battlefield.
Inside a residential building with an unobstructed view.
Tong Fei had known Old Ninth was formidable, but his methods still deeply shocked her.
Not even three experts could make him take things seriously. She could not imagine what it would look like if he went all out.
"I warned you long ago not to try taking Chun Prefecture head-on. Old Eighth and Old Ninth are only their strongest fighters out in the open. The trump cards hidden behind them are so numerous that even I dread them." Holding a glass of red wine, Yang Pan watched the battle with keen interest.
Old Noble had completely lost the ability to fight.
Under the combined assault of Old Ninth, Hi Dog, and Bone, even someone with eight awakenings would have been brought to their knees.
Yang Pan was not surprised. As though this was only natural, he leisurely savored his wine.
"Trump cards?"
"Never mind the Guan Family and White Garment. Just take Overlord Stronghold's 74 Bai... Forget it. You aren't at the level to face them yet."
At the mention of Zuo Ju, Yang Pan felt defeated for the first time.
When it came to laying plans, Old Fourth was downright insane.
"Looks like I need to study Chun Prefecture properly." Tong Fei put aside her contempt.
In the past, her immense financial resources had made her virtually unstoppable.
That had cost her some of her sense of caution, to the point that she had treated Chun Prefecture like an ordinary ground-level force.
"Young people, suffering a little setback isn't a bad thing. Go back and spend a few years grounding yourself. You've lived overseas too long. You've forgotten that people from the Dragon Kingdom naturally like to hide their abilities. Holding