BANG!
Mei Shumo's face was grim as he slammed a fist on the table.
"Of all the times for this to happen!"
"Big Brother, what do we do now?"
Huang Bin'Er and Iron Ball exchanged a look, their own expressions turning sour.
They had prepared for everything, but just as they were about to set off, the Beiliu Mountain Market was hit first by a corpse-plague and then besieged by the Yellow Springs Army. The turn of events had far exceeded their expectations.
"What else can we do? If I'm not mistaken, a Summon Order is already on its way to conscript independent forces like us." As the Acting Sect Leader of the Meishan Sect, Mei Shumo could easily predict the next move of the Workshop Market's leadership based on his experience.
A wave of regret washed over him.
'If only I had accepted Jieyun Toutuo's suggestion that day, maybe…'
'No, enough with the maybes!'
