The man released his grip, and the two soldiers fell straight to the ground, eyes wide open, with an expression of dying with unresolved grievances.
Even though it was only a chance encounter, seeing these two soldiers die right before his eyes, Cheng Ziang felt an inexplicable anger.
In his anger, he was desperate for Liseya to appear and kill this guy in front of him. But what puzzled him was that no matter how he wished or silently called, Liseya did not respond to him, as if last night's battle had also drained her energy.
Of course, Liseya, being a demigod, logically didn't need to rest. Thus, Cheng Ziang couldn't figure out what was wrong with her.
Cheng Ziang looked at the man expressionlessly, then finally said, "What else is there to say now."
"We respectfully invite the Saint, hoping the Saint will come with us," the man said coldly, no longer being polite.
"Did the Wu Family send you?" Cheng Ziang asked instinctively.
"Hmph!"
