Wang Fugui withdrew his thoughts, his face showing nothing yet his gaze suddenly turned sharp: "Does the Great Commander think this Destroyer Devil Territory is a place where you can come and go freely? Without Ji Marshal's approval, can you leave?"
The Great Commander Dread laughed in anger: "Could it be that Ji Taichang intends to catch me and bite?"
"That's right." Wang Fugui's voice was calm, but his eyes revealed a determined expression, "Our East Xia Divine Dynasty is facing a complete crisis; without a strategy, sooner or later it's just a matter of 'death.' If we can drag someone down with us before we die, it counts as an explanation to our ancestors."
"Does the Great Commander still expect the other three commanders to save you? They can't wait for you and Ji Marshal to perish together, then they would not only have one less strong enemy but also fewer commanders to share the spoils!"
"Damn it!"
