Wu Mu Tu Ying sneered, "You, you're just too naive. For a fool, you actually chose to stay. Wouldn't it be better to run away early like those two strangers?"
"I can't leave."
Alan gritted her teeth and said.
She vividly remembered her parents entrusting her younger brother to her on their deathbed, asking her to take care of him well. How could she break that promise?
Moreover, her parents were killed trying to protect her and her brother.
If she couldn't even fulfill her parents' last wish, what kind of sister would she be?
Among the Golden Eagle Mercenary Group, a distinctly oppressive atmosphere loomed.
Not everyone trusted Wu Mu Tu Ying.
Nearly half of the people had guessed the truth, but they dared not speak up. Now that Wu Mu Tu Ying held power and control over righteousness,
standing up at this moment would undoubtedly mean death.
Even a rebellion needs an opportunity to arise.
