Xue Wandao's sincere advice to leave made Zheng Ming nod subconsciously. Although his telepathy was hard to apply to Xue Wandao, Zheng Ming believed that at this moment, Xue Wandao was not lying.
"Can you tell me where those who were captured are now?" Zheng Ming nodded at Xue Wandao and asked indifferently.
"They will be treated as rebels among the Human Clan and, during the alliance oath of the two clans, will be sacrificed as offerings to the heavens!" Xue Wandao's voice carried a hint of sadness.
"Long Qi was also captured. If he could only change his stance a bit, I could save him, but he remains firm." As Xue Wandao spoke, he looked into the distance.
He saw four or five figures slowly approaching from afar. After pondering for a moment, he said to Zheng Ming, "If you decide, I can still help you get out, but it is only valid for two hours."
With those words, Xue Wandao disappeared without a trace. As soon as he left, a team of Blood-Clothed Guards slowly approached.
