Ban Ji let out a cold snort, his gaze turning icy as he charged directly towards his chosen target.
In the hands of the unlucky cultivator was a bronze sword.
Ning Zhuo watched Ban Ji and the Rust Disaster Craftsman leave, a sharp glint flashing through his eyes.
He provoked Ban Ji with words, but it was actually a strategy to retreat by advancing. On the surface, it seemed to force Ban Ji to enter the fray, but in reality, it was to compel him to take a step back.
The Ban Family's reputation had to be considered. Ban Ji, as the face of the Ban Family at the Foundation Establishment level, naturally had to uphold the family's honor.
If Ban Ji impulsively joined the battle, Ning Zhuo also had a backup plan.
What he needed was a definite answer. Otherwise, constantly worrying about Ban Ji and the Rust Disaster Craftsman getting involved would distract him, making it difficult to focus and deal with the siege.
Clang clang clang...
