Inside the Qian Residence, Dongfang Li sat on the soft collapse. When he heard the news, the cup in his hand snapped and smashed onto the ground.
"Failed?"
"Brother, you shouldn't have acted on your own."
A rare absence of smile appeared on Dongfang Mosheng's face.
All eight elite soldiers were gone, none of them returned.
These soldiers, each one cost a hundred gold coins to train.
The one leading them even had the likelihood of condensing a Wuji Seal within the year, this time, the loss was severe.
"If they don't serve me, they must be killed, right?"
Dongfang Li spoke with a sour tone. He had painstakingly maintained his celibacy for many years and hadn't even managed to condense a Wuji Seal yet, what virtue and capability did Su Wang have?
"You shouldn't have had someone assassinate him, especially in front of Feng Bailing."
Dongfang Mosheng rubbed his brow, showing a hint of helplessness on his flawless face.
