章 1787: One Sword to Fight Alone

"All teams need to reach the battlefield in five minutes! No, three minutes!" Angry Steel Viscount shouted down the communicator. His face had turned green.

He didn't think Greatsword Viscount would be killed quite so easily. That Baron was pretty scary, and Angry Steel felt so angry, knowing his men were proving to be so useless against the attacker.

Usually, this would be fine. But now Mister Ji was watching as the Angry Steel Army got massacred by a mere Baron and watching as that same Baron destroyed a strike team. It made Angry Steel want to dig a hole to hide in.

Mister Ji watched the video feed of Han Sen for a little while longer, then he turned around and left.

"Mister Ji, please give me another chance! Angry Steel Army will kill that Baron," Angry Steel said hastily.

"Keep him busy." Mister Ji walked out of the camp. He was looking in the direction of the battlefield.