"Hmph! It's best that you don't try to incite discord between us; you'd better think about yourself first!" Bai Rusheng coldly harrumphed, which greatly surprised Hồ Ming.
In actuality, Xiao Ce had already told him about this before. When he had found out, he had been quite angry because no one liked to be used. That disaster had caused many deaths in Whiteleaf City, and under normal circumstances, he would definitely take revenge.
However, things were different now – Great Qin was simply too powerful. Not only did it have eight City Lords, but it also had 450,000 Soldiers, and the two million players seemed to obey them.
If they wanted to resist, not only would they die, but their cities would also be butchered as well. Because the gap in power was too great, Bai Rusheng had to take a step back.