After the transaction, the tense atmosphere between Lěng Yè and Yì Línglóng did not ease at all; instead, it grew even more volatile. Yì Línglóng stared coldly at Lěng Yè, a frosty sneer curling at the corner of her lips. "That transaction was completely meaningless, because in the end, none of you will escape death."
Her tone was flat, as if she were stating the most ordinary fact. Lěng Yè, however, smiled dismissively. "You seem far too confident. Are you really relying on the people behind you?"
Yì Línglóng glanced back at the formation behind her—a group of uniform, well-trained soldiers. "Every single one of these hundred-odd men answers to my command, and their strength far surpasses that of ordinary soldiers. You'll witness it soon enough."
Chapter 1057