Every player from Black Wind Village glared at the man in black with fury.
"Promise?"
The man in black, Master of Tyrant Hall, smirked lightly, "I didn't care much about Feng Ying's promise to you all, but then I realized, you're all too foolish."
Re Xueqie's face turned ugly, but given the situation, he dared not utter a word.
Master of Tyrant Hall looked toward Li Jianfeng among the three still standing in the field and the other Black Wind Village players, "I had no intention of coming here, but sadly, my subordinates are too much of a headache. I came here for you. To be exact, for your village chief."
Li Jianfeng shouted angrily, "Ignorant fool, do you forget how miserably your Tyrant Hall was slaughtered by us Black Wind Village last time?"
"Hehehe..."
Master of Tyrant Hall chuckled lightly, "Do you really think you still have room to resist? Does your village chief not like capturing and locking people up? I can follow suit."