After the person stood firm, he gazed into the distance at Chu Xisheng.
His eyes were deep, and his lips held a sneer: "It seems Sword Lord is prepared, with all the elites of the Iron Banner Gang showing up."
Chu Xisheng stood with his hands behind his back, chuckling silently: "If I still couldn't see through your blatant and shallow schemes, wouldn't I be as foolish as you?"
"You are here for the Rebellious God Flag, you couldn't not come."
Chu Jinghong retorted sarcastically: "But I still admire Sword Lord, knowing this is a deathtrap yet daring to come. If I were you, I'd rather not have this Rebellion Banner and hide at the Iron Banner Headquarters."
He glanced at the people around Chu Xisheng: "It's fine if you come to die yourself, but why drag your subordinates into this? What a bother!"
Chu Xisheng couldn't help but smile wryly, shaking his head slightly: "I should be the one saying this. It seems that you are not only foolish but also blind."
