Conspirators
Biên tập viên: Henyee Translations
The peak-level Dangling Fishers couldn't have looked more awful.
It happened too fast. They had planned to send for aid. If more peak-level Dangling Fishers came, they could surround Han Fei and Yang Huan easily, who couldn't possibly resist a hundred of them.
But after only a short while, the peak-level Dangling Fishers had all fled or been killed.
Some roared furiously, "Idiots! Idiots! Why did they run? The outsiders would not let go of anyone in here after they come in!"
Someone asked in fright, "Where is Yang Huan?"
Reminded by him, the twenty peak-level Dangling Fishers all dispersed.
They didn't know each other in the first place, and this was just a temporary team. Now, Han Fei had revealed himself, but Yang Huan was nowhere to be seen. What did it mean?
Someone bellowed, "Keep a distance from each other! Yang Huan must be among us!"