Chapter 889: If I Want to Hit You, I’ll Hit You
Elder Mo and the others clenched their fists tightly. Even with five Martial Battle Realm experts, they couldn’t take on a whole team of dozens along with its riders; even if they could, it would earn them deadly enemies.
They truly couldn’t choose either path.
Ultimately, Lang Zhengzhi hoarsely spoke up, "Let’s compromise; let us go into the room individually."
"No way, the Shadow Moon Rat will take the opportunity to hide within our blockade." Yang Hua once again rejected heavily.
The Northern group gritted their teeth, while Sikong Jing narrowed his eyes slightly, letting a thought flash quietly out.
The next moment, a Little Flying Vulture flew out of the room and landed on his shoulder.
For this Little Flying Vulture, which had no demonic power fluctuations, the Lihua Team naturally paid no mind, and Elder Mo and the others were too furious to notice it, leaving Sikong Jing extraordinarily calm.
Just when a few male deacons seemed ready to compromise, a figure suddenly stepped out from the crowd.
"Vice Captain Yang Hua, I know where the Shadow Moon Rat is."
The Northern group was stunned, looking towards the speaker, surprisingly finding it was Guo Zixia, who hadn’t left the room for eight days.