It came as suddenly as thunder in the night; the martial artists of Tanwood Country fell like flowers scattered on the ground.
Even Kunad had not expected defeat to come so swiftly.
Luckily, he had received guidance from Pei Jinye several times; otherwise, he would have lost all face this morning.
"General, have you contacted the King yet?"
Kunad said in a deep voice, "I've made contact. We're just waiting for the King to finish his retreat, then we will take care of these bastards thoroughly."
Happiness spread across the face of the messenger.
Then, a commotion was heard from outside.
Kunad furrowed his brow tightly.
Soon after, someone reported that other disciples of the Technique God had arrived, seeking to regain their honor.