Supreme Warrior in the City

Ge Kaiyang looked at Zhao Dongming’s expression, and although he was reluctant, he had no choice but to stand in front of Zhao Dongming. After all, there were too many people on Su Yang’s side, and if the seventeen clans didn’t come to their aid, they would indeed be in great danger this time.

Just then, Su Yang spoke up: "Zhao Dongming, I advise you not to waste your breath, those seventeen clans won’t help you."

Zhao Dongming’s eyebrows furrowed as he said coldly, "Mr. Su, you still don’t know my plan, do you?"

"How could I not know? You’ve contacted those seventeen clans, preparing to have a tough fight with me!" Su Yang sneered, "Such petty little tricks, who do you think you can fool?"

"You... you..." Zhao Dongming was dumbfounded. He couldn’t believe that Su Yang had already known about his plan? What was going on here?

"It seems you know our situation very well!" Wu Feizhi said gravely, "But aren’t you a bit too arrogant? Do you know how much those seventeen clans hate you right now? They can’t wait to flay your skin and pull out your tendons. If they don’t help us, who else would they help? Do you think it’s going to be the same as last time, that they would hesitate to fight? Last time they had a way out, but you pushed them into a corner. This time, they will definitely not retreat but fight you to the end. So don’t think that just because you know our plan, those seventeen clans will be afraid of you. They will fight to the death!"

Wu Feizhi’s words made Zhao Dongming very satisfied. He had been shocked that Su Yang had guessed their plan, which threw him into a panic. Wu Feizhi’s speech had significantly steadied his nerves.

Su Yang glanced at Wu Feizhi: "You seem to see things quite clearly!"

"It’s not that I see things clearly, but that you have gone too far!" Wu Feizhi said coldly, "Mr. Su, has no one ever taught you to spare others when you have the upper hand?"