Little Bad King had known Myriad Spirits Fourth Tiger and his brothers for decades, yet he still could not fathom their thinking. No matter how he racked his brains, he could not understand why they had jumped out to steal the prize when Li Mao and the others had already fallen out with Cao Shouyi and begun fighting him.
Their side had only six fucking people. They were clearly outnumbered and outmatched. Even if they wanted to fish in troubled waters and snatch a cheap win, they had to be extremely careful. One wrong step would mean defeat and elimination. Yet the four tigers were so confident that they had declared war on every faction right at the start, taking on the entire map.
He guessed that the Little Marquis must have obtained the Infiltrator Token, letting his confidence swell again until he got carried away. He must have thought he could easily handle Li Mao, Cao Shouyi, and the others, and incited the other three tigers to jump out and cause trouble.
He did not know that the Little Marquis had actually been the steadiest of them all during this mission. Unfortunately, the other three tigers were simply too reckless. Not only were they reckless, they also fucking loved to think... and that was the most terrifying part.
Just now, Old Donkey had arrived with eight hundred Divine Guard Army soldiers and intercepted the three Myriad Spirits disciples following Cao Shouyi's carriage. They had been the "pieces" Nong Zhiwei had hidden in the shadows to assist Li Mao at a critical moment and force the Military Faction to reveal themselves.
Instead, through a twist of fate, Little Bad King had used Old Donkey to capture those three pieces right off the board. The three unlucky bastards had done nothing