Marquis Longyin's spittle sprayed directly onto Li Wumian's face.
The latter's face contorted in anger. He subconsciously wiped the spit from his face, his fists clenching furiously. "Marquis Longyin, I never said they couldn't charge. I said... they can't set up an ambush."
Facing Marquis Longyin, Li Wumian suddenly didn't dare to speak so harshly and could only change his tune.
Just moments ago, he had clearly said they couldn't charge, but now he was denying his own words.
But Marquis Longyin just sneered and retorted, "When the first stage was being planned, was there a rule against waylaying and robbing others?"
To this, Li Wumian naturally replied without hesitation, "Of course not, that doesn't violate..."
Before he could finish, Marquis Longyin spoke again, "Then is there a rule that says you can't set an ambush when you're being waylaid and robbed?"
Li Wumian's expression stiffened slightly. Of course, there was no such rule either.
