"What do you know? no matter what, we're still the Lords of the Ocean of death. We have to consider our status and be reasonable in everything we do. Furthermore, the person we're fighting is the southwest Deacon of the royal family's ruling council. We have to find a suitable reason for it. We can't possibly tell others that we've already become a hired thug for the Ling family, right?" The ROC King glared at Jing Ziyu in annoyance.
Ling Chuxi's forehead was filled with black lines. The others were also trying hard to hold back their laughter. So they also knew that they had become the Ling family's gold medal fighters. They still had some self-awareness.
"Then, the three of you are fighting one against one, and you don't care about your status, is that unreasonable?" Ling Yixuan could not help but ask.
This kind of bullying with numbers was something they could do. It was hard to understand why the Lord of the sea of death would do such a thing.