Proud to the End

A forced battle!

The people looking for trouble were at their doorsteps. The people from the Wind Group!

He had watched for some time at a side. It was time to end this battle and at the same time let everyone know the consequences of offending the Wind Group.

Ling Feng, one of the 8 officers of the Wind Group at the acolyte level. Obviously after he had lost previously, and with the addition of Wang Zheng's triggering of a series of time, the Wind Group also started to put more focus on him.

"Black Charcoal, join the Wind Group and our past grievances can be forgotten." Ling Feng said. There was a sense of appreciation for talents in his eyes.

Wang Zheng laughed as he looked at this kind of condescending attitude due to seniority. It was a pity his expression could not be forced out of the black steel mask.

"Why would this world have so many proud people? You, you all, don't deserve it!"