Man's Mutual Good Friend.
Editor: Atlas Studios
In the land of the fallen, Lu Ming stared at his communication device and frowned.
The signal…
There was no signal.
He knew about the Swordsman Association's requirement of having a network. Therefore, there was only one possibility—Someone destroyed the signal tower.
Team Meng went in a different direction from the signal tower.
The only possibility was it was done by outsiders!
And the only people that could enter this place had to be…
Swordsmen!
Only one of their own could enter! And like them, they had to be surrounded by the sword gleams of seven-star Swordsmen to successfully do so!
Therefore…
"Is this an internal strife?"
Lu Ming squinted his eyes.
It seemed the conservatives would not yield easily.
Xiao-Xiaojian listened dazedly to Lu Ming's analysis.