Several members of Yue Jing's group, who had survived the last round and just activated their abilities in this roll, felt ashamed upon hearing those words and quickly left the room.
On Tang Zheng's side, no one moved; they remained calm around him, Lin Fachan and Lin Jing ignored Yue Jing while openly displaying their affection for each other.
"Stop wasting time and talk about the plan instead. Time is crucial!" Dong Zixuan, still not rid of her policewoman habits, spoke directly and bluntly, showing no respect for Yue Jing. She thought he looked too fierce, clearly not a good person; if it were the old days, she would arrest him first and interrogate him for information after a few days in custody.
"I said, except for the Conquerors, everyone else get out. Didn't you hear?" Yue Jing felt his face couldn't be saved, and he fiercely punched the table.
Bang—the wooden table splintered, but still, no one moved. Newbies waiting in the trenches craned their necks and peeked inside.
