The array couldn't be broken, and the clouds were getting thicker and thicker. The faces of those old guys who were fuming inside were discolored.
"Little friend, little friend, everything can be discussed. Open this array, we don't want the blood the auspicious beast anymore. What about it?" Someone yielded, trying to speak well with Sima You Yue.
"You're saying it now. Don't you think it's too late?" Sima You Yue enjoyed the anger and fear in their eyes. Those people had always been high and above. They must not have experienced the feeling of being on a man-made chopping board and being butchered.
"Little friend, as long as you open the array, we are willing to reconcile!" Someone shouted.
