After obtaining two consecutive victories, Wei Zihan's side was at the peak of their momentum. The gloomy expressions on everyone's faces were nowhere to be seen and were replaced by smiles.
After all, their side still had their final trump card, Victor. No matter what, victory belonged to them.
Then, what was left was to fight against Wei Baishou's forces.
However, Wei Bailiang and the others' expressions were extremely unsightly.
Now, Wei Zihan had already obtained the game point. If he still lost this round, he would basically lose the right to fight for the city lord position.
Thinking of this, Wei Bailiang's face turned even paler.
When they were young, the three brothers had bullied Wei Zihan many times. They had even almost kicked her out of White Dragon City. Just imagine, if Wei Zihan inherited the city lord position, would the three of them still have a chance to survive?
"Next, the third round. Third brother, it's your turn."