บท 864: Power Soldiers (3)

"Gong Zhiyu?" Linghe stared in astonishment at that handsome man standing before the city walls. He couldn't believe that the person leading the attack was actually Gong Zhiyu.

How could that be?

When Gong Zhiyu met with Ji Fengyan previously, they had mutually diffused an impending war. Linghe was no fool and could tell that Gong Zhiyu was sincere in not wanting to get into a real fight with Ji Fengyan.

But…

It was just a day ago and now Gong Zhiyu had suddenly come with an army full of the intention to kill?

"Gong Zhiyu, what do you mean by this?" Linghe frowned down at that man.

In reality, although they were well aware of Gong Zhiyu's status, Linghe and company instinctively felt that his basic character was not evil.

Gong Huiyu looked amused after hearing Linghe's question. He raised his head as a sinister glint flashed across his eyes. "What do I mean? Don't tell me you still can't tell?"