Mr. Ding watched the departing ship, sighed softly, filled with helplessness and heartache, and this sigh was only for Ding Chenmo!
In the middle of the night
Mu Yufan, who hadn't stopped for a moment, hurried into the room where Mu Qian was, "Mr. Mu, they've arrived, with six helicopters."
Six helicopters, if one helicopter can carry ten people, that's sixty in total. Adding the people Song Donghai and Long Teng brought, if not a hundred, there are at least eighty.
Mu Yufan's expression was particularly grave, "I'm afraid now it's not just Dragon King Hall and Taiji Sect, other sect experts have gotten involved too, they want to deliver a blow to us."
Mu Qian said, "Long Jing and Song Donghai have considerable prestige in City A. If the two of them speak, other sects will naturally give them face and send a few middle-upper level Dark Practitioners to support them."
"The current situation is quite favorable to us; how confident are you?"
