What to do?
Of course, it's to pay money! And lose a hand!
Otherwise, what else can be done, our Celestial Alliance was disbanded by you, we're quite pitiful...
So Mo Jian said, "Brother Lin, we are willing to offer four hundred million as an apology fee, while also losing a hand!"
But he suddenly thought of something, maybe there's no need to lose a hand, quickly adding, "Brother Lin, if you are willing, we would like to join the Dark Night Sect and serve it wholeheartedly!"
"Brother, you..." Mo Sha's face changed, he was unwilling to be someone's subordinate.
He is the rebellious King of Soldiers, ranked third in the Celestial Alliance, how can he submit to others?
Moreover, they were the ones who injured them, causing them to lose the Celestial Alliance.
Mo Biao's eyes flashed, he remained silent, considering more than his third brother, if they serve the Dark Night Sect, their strength would likely be under Xu Hong and Wenhai, but no lower, given their talent.
