Hu Lie's eyes were filled with anger and frustration, deep regret gnawing at his heart. Why did he have to provoke them in the first place?
Who would have thought that a guild, established not long ago, would have so many powerful existences? It was completely impossible. Yet this impossibility was now right in front of him.
Hu Lie regretted that if he hadn't arrogantly rushed in, demanding submission, things wouldn't have turned out this way.
Even if he had spoken reasonably, there would still have been room for negotiation, wouldn't there? At least when they declared a guild war, he could have refused, right? It wouldn't have come to this.
But he didn't realize that even if he could refuse, with his personality, would he really have done so? Of course, now it was too late for anything. The death of an eighth-tier meant the entire guild's power was declining.
And now it wasn't just a simple decline in guild strength, but none of them could escape.
