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The noble scions of the Great Chen Kingdom simply died, and what's more, they were beheaded by their own servant.

This greatly surprised everyone, even the hostel's Guo Yi was astounded.

He had always thought that the opponent to watch in this affair was that Jindeng.

After all, his forebears had led the berserk warriors in resisting the Chenhai armored legion, a foe worth noting.

As a result, this Jindeng was promptly killed off.

But when they saw that the servant could command the berserk warriors, everyone understood.

The so-called noble son Jindeng might have been just a front. It was the servant who was the real commander of the team.

"Almost got fooled by him," Guo Yi watched the ordinary-looking servant, a deep wariness arising in his heart.

At least, before Jindeng met with his misfortune, he hadn't noticed anything special about this servant.