"Should we hurry over now? If I'm not mistaken, we are probably being used by them."
Jing Hong's eyes were like thunder, staring intensely at the blood light, his entire being like an unsheathed sword, making it hard for anyone to face him.
"Yes! We must have been used by them. Such clever calculation! Those guys told me to use my blood to pay tribute to some spirits, but in reality, it was just to divert attention onto me."
"After all, those wanting a share of the spoils are certainly not few. The result is that I became a target for others, attracting a lot of firepower."
Yang Yan said coldly.
Clearly, being manipulated made him very dissatisfied.
"Those guys must know that if this is the case, we'll definitely be coming over, right?"
"Do they think so little of us? Feel that even if we come over, we pose no threat to them?"
Frost Heaven frowned and pondered, feeling something was amiss.
