That was simply impossible. The mere thought of it made them want to leave.
"Wait!"
Prince Schumacher, who had remained calm and collected, could no longer maintain his composure. "Everyone," he exclaimed, "is there some kind of misunderstanding?"
"A misunderstanding? Heh..." Chen Fei paused his retreat, turning to face the prince with a cold sneer. "Let's be blunt, Prince. Do you really think we'd place our lives completely in your hands? With that Formation Talisman, the moment we enter the Great Formation, everything would be under your control, wouldn't it? Do you think that's realistic?"
The others mirrored his cold sneer, their faces filled with anger. Were they really that foolish, entrusting their lives to someone else?
