"Give me the Short Sword," ordered Fang Hong.
"What?"
The Papalarian was shocked, instinctively protecting his Short Sword, "You wish, this is my Spoils of War!"
"I said I would give you that one."
"Oh," Parker relaxed, drawing out his own Short Sword to hand to him, "What are you going to do?"
Fang Hong ignored him, yanked the man up from the ground, swung the Short Sword to his throat, and then shouted in the direction of the Jiefulite Red Cloak Team Gunslingers, "Everyone stop!"
The others were stunned by the scene.
Particularly Dianmo Ran Qingzhu, who couldn't help but mutter, "Mr. Ade isn't getting carried away by too many movies, is he?" It was well known that no Grand Guild would ever cease fire just because a Member had fallen into the opponent's hands during such an operation.
No matter whether that member was a Commander or not.
Even if they were core members, as Sophie had said, even elite teams like theirs in such a mission would not have any special privileges.
