The captains had always been proud and arrogant, but in the face of this Holy Land-level combat power, they had nothing to say.
Wang Bolin's phone vibrated slightly, delivering a message.
He raised an eyebrow and ordered, "Evacuate as a group. Prioritize getting the wounded out!"
As the captains left one after another, two Third Rank deputy captains passed by and were stopped by him.
Wang Bolin gestured in front of them and patted their shoulders.
The two deputy captains, both of the Ancient Martial path, understood his intent, exchanged a glance, and nodded slightly.
Then they quickened their pace and left.
"Team Leader?"
Zhang Shiheng leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"
Wang Bolin shook his head, pulled out his phone, and typed a line: "I received a message from the Yan family. I've already sent Zhao Ye and Li Chengtian over. This time, I'll stay behind to keep an eye on Lu Zicheng. You go help them."
