Amidst the commotion, Smith's face was dark as he left the scene with Golden Tri-Leaf's soldiers.
On the way, Smith was seething, clenching his fists until they creaked.
He's seen shamelessness, but never like this.
This bunch from the Blue Sword Squad are like dogs; if they catch a chance, they'll bite deep, to the bone.
Smith felt bitter hatred, yet a grim smile gradually appeared on his face.
The powerful King's Troops of Golden Tri-Leaf, combined with Smith, ranked third on the global sniping list, plus the Alliance of Gods' three Main Gods hidden in the shadows, ready to attack at any moment.
Such a formidable lineup against a Special Forces unit felt like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut, even to Smith.
Thinking of this, he turned back and glared fiercely at Yang Fei.
Yang Fei immediately grabbed the loudspeaker, seeming ready to announce Smith's rude behavior to everyone again.
Smith was startled, hastily turned around, and quickened his pace to leave.
