The massacre was in no way altered by Yin Cheng's final attempt at deflection.
Watching his fellow sect members, who had been speaking to him just moments before, fall one by one before his eyes, his heart quivered and his hands shook. "Brother... Brother Ding, didn't we agree that they would become my assistants?"
They had gone to such great lengths to orchestrate this minor beast tide. It had been agreed that he would use his status as a savior to build authority among his peers, and now...
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