After the transaction ended, Lu Chuan looked towards Wan Qingxue, now it was only them left for the final duel, the ultimate showdown of strength.
Wan Qingxue's eyes were coldly fixed on Lu Chuan's figure, and she sneered, "That transaction just now was actually meaningless because all of you, in the end, are going to die."
Her tone was very calm, as if she were stating a fact.
Lu Chuan, however, merely laughed dismissively, "Are you very confident? Just with this group of people behind you?"
Wan Qingxue glanced back at the formation behind her.
"These hundreds of men, all obey my command, and mind you, their strength is not just some riffraff, you'll understand in a moment."
Under her mental control, people began to step out of the formation, walking towards Lu Chuan.
"Now, let me show you the strength of just one of them, so you can get a good idea."
