Ge Kaiyang looked at Zhao Dongming's expression, and although he was reluctant, he had no choice but to stand in front of Zhao Dongming. After all, there were too many people on Su Yang's side, and if the seventeen clans didn't come to their aid, they would indeed be in great danger this time.
Just then, Su Yang spoke up: "Zhao Dongming, I advise you not to waste your breath, those seventeen clans won't help you."
Zhao Dongming's eyebrows furrowed as he said coldly, "Mr. Su, you still don't know my plan, do you?"
"How could I not know? You've contacted those seventeen clans, preparing to have a tough fight with me!" Su Yang sneered, "Such petty little tricks, who do you think you can fool?"
"You... you..." Zhao Dongming was dumbfounded. He couldn't believe that Su Yang had already known about his plan? What was going on here?
