The Intention to Retreat
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Lord Brent was extremely furious. He gritted his teeth and said, "It's the Prilla Gaming Guild. We saw them coming out of the Land of Plague in a panic at the entrance. I asked them for this rune."
Fang Heng frowned and turned to look at Ma Xiaowan.
"Commander Ma, I'm not doubting you, but I've only provided the runes of the Land of Plague for your mercenary group to use in and out of the Land of Plague. How did it end up in the hands of the Prilla Gaming Guild?"
Ma Xiaowan looked at Fang Heng's questioning gaze and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
The Prilla Gaming Guild was going to be in deep trouble.
"I'm very sorry," Ma Xiaowan lowered her head and said, "I'll definitely investigate this matter thoroughly and give you an explanation."
"There's no need to check, it's definitely the Prilla Gaming Guild!"
Lord Brent's face was gloomy, and he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.