A middle-aged man removed his protective gear, a trace of doubt in his eyes, "Were you waiting for us?"
The other four Grandmaster-level experts all furrowed their brows in unison.
For some reason,
an ominous feeling arose in their hearts.
"What else could it be?" Xu Wendong's lips curled into a smile, "Can't you tell that I deliberately led you here?"
The leading middle-aged man was furious out of shame, "Even if you brought us here, so what? Do you think you can defeat five Grandmaster-level masters?"
Another middle-aged man sneered, "Yes, considering your age, even if you have exceptional talent, you are just a First-rate Master now. Any one of us could easily crush you!"
Xu Wendong took a drag from his cigarette and sighed helplessly, "Actually, I never intended to be an enemy of the Wu Family. Although Lord Long died at my hands, it was of his own making."
"Why does the Wu Family keep pushing and leave no room for escape?"
