Commander Li frowned. The Black Mountain Ghost was truly insidious.
With a single sentence, he had put Tang Wen and the other two in an awkward position.
If they went down now, it would look like they were afraid of Black Mountain Camp and afraid of Black Blade.
But if they didn't go down, it would seem disrespectful to all the other factions.
"What should we do?"
He exchanged a look with Qian Sanduo.
Qian Sanduo had no good ideas at the moment, so he could only look down at the Zheng Family.
He hoped they would mediate and give them a graceful way out, allowing them to go down.
After all, it wasn't a good idea to offend so many people.
But the Zheng Family seemed to want to establish their authority, or perhaps they were dissatisfied that no one from Flame Camp was competing.
They actually said nothing.
The air grew tense. The two sides were locked in a stalemate.
