This has become a deadlock.
And besides, they weren't willing to kill him just like that.
They saw it clearly—with King Guilong having lost his mind, stirring up the waters of the Great River, surging forward, yet all along the way, it was through desolate wilderness. They really couldn't bring themselves to deliver a killing blow.
Their unwillingness to make an enemy of the West River Water System was secondary; more so, if they killed King Guilong today, their own state of mind would never find peace—they'd be tormented by it day after day.
On the other side, Cai Qidong was starting to feel numb as well.
He glanced at the time, dialed another number, and got the automated message: the phone was switched off.
Things were getting troublesome, racing madly in the worst direction—now, it was completely out of control.
Looking at the distance displayed on the map, he knew it was entirely out of their hands now.
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