Lǎoliù's plan was proceeding with great success, and those who had forced their way into the formation fell into traps one after another.
"Scumbags! You'd better pray I don't get my hands on you, or I'll tear you to pieces!" Old Man Huang was hopping mad. Scarcely any time had passed, and yet he had already lost nearly half his men!
A confidant stepped up to offer some smooth advice: "Lord Elder, perhaps we should withdraw first! These people are simply too vicious!"
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