How could these two factions possibly cooperate?
As soon as these words were spoken, even Wayne White, who was playing dead not far away, perked up his ears, curious about what was happening.
If he weren't pretending to be dead and unable to move, he would have wanted to open his eyes to see what was going on.
However, as soon as Leonard Churchill said this, the scene fell into a deathly silent pause again.
Leonard Churchill self-deprecatingly seemed to smile at Betty, "Ah... perhaps my voice is too low?"
Though his expression was playful, his eyes were filled with certainty.
It was as if this certainty caused the situation to change dramatically.
Just when Queen Betty couldn't determine whether Leonard Churchill was deliberately stalling for time or if he had some sort of backup plan...
A burly figure appeared out of thin air on the battlefield.
Upon arrival, that chiseled face turned towards Leonard Churchill, a dominant and unrivaled presence sweeping across the scene.
