"Iron Palm" Wu Zhong slammed the table fiercely, the table seemed to be overwhelmed, making a dull thud, causing the teacups on it to jump and tumble in mid-air. Wu Zhong's eyes widened in rage, as large as bronze bells, and he roared loudly, "That Liu Tingting is really despicable, daring to collude with the Shadow Alliance. We absolutely cannot let her plot succeed!"
His voice echoed in the tent, causing the candle flames to flicker violently, and the flesh on his face trembled slightly with anger, as if he was ready to rush out the next second and fight Liu Tingting to the death.
"Mandarin Duck Saber" Xiao Lingling also knitted her delicate brows, her eyebrows furrowing deeply, gently stroking the Mandarin Duck Saber in her hand, the blade flickering in the candlelight like a cold star in the night sky. She said coldly, "The Shadow Alliance has always been ruthless, and with Liu Tingting's help this time, they might be hard to deal with. We must think of a thorough plan."
