Xiong Xiong gazed into the distance, his expression changing dramatically after a few seconds: "Those two… Damn it!"
A group of six approached, four of whom were tall, burly, and exuded an overwhelming presence. The leader carried a battle axe.
One glance was enough to recognize them as disciples of the West Desolation Sect!
The other two individuals in the team—Xiong Xiong recognized them immediately. They were his lost brothers from a week ago.
Judging by the situation… those two had likely already been enslaved.
Were they now leading their master to destroy their own base?
"Those bastards!" Xiong Xiong gritted his teeth and cursed, seeing the aggressive momentum of the West Desolation believers. He knew today might spell doom!
Beside him, Shi Yong wore a troubled expression.
Xiong Xiong cursed those two former members of the Rift Mountain Gang, but wasn't he also cursing Shi Yong and Wan Fangling, the married couple?
