Atop the cliffs.
Ji Yuntai lay on his subordinate, his face haggard, the corners of his lips still stained with blood.
His gaze was filled with hatred toward the figure behind him, the silver-haired youth.
"Sir, it would be best not to be ruthless to the end, after all, what goes around comes around," he said.
Suddenly, a group of highly skilled Hidden Guards emerged from within the City Lord Residence, each one cruel and merciless, leaving rivers of blood in their wake.
What was most important was that they destroyed the formation he had meticulously prepared upon their arrival.
Behind this, if it were claimed that there was no guidance from an expert, Ji Yuntai would absolutely not believe it.
