"Perfect timing, not too late!" Tang Zhong said calmly, a cigarette dangling from his lips, embodying the presence of an overlord.
The moment Tang Zhong spoke, Duffy Lore's face instantly turned ashen. He had never expected that this group of people were actually here for Tang Zhong.
Scanning the numbers briefly, Duffy Lore estimated there were over four hundred thousand men, and each one of them seemed far more formidable than the soldiers of the Lucao Kingdom.
They were an absolutely ferocious and unstoppable army.
These people—were they all associated with Tang Zhong?
Could it be that all of them belonged to Tang Zhong?
"No... It can't be!" Duffy Lore's expression became exceptionally grim.
How could Tang Zhong, as the top on the Black List, have such a massive army?
At this moment, Tang Zhong finished smoking his cigarette, stomped it out under his boot, and looked at Duffy Lore with an icy gaze. "You… want to kill me?"
