Chapter 1009: Old Tricks, Same Result

In that moment, whatever hope he had left for the otherfolk died for good. Whether it was Ji Xuan or Jiang Lian, neither of them had ever truly trusted him. To Ji Xuan, Shen Mo and the rest were nothing but a rabble. The irony was, it was the otherfolk's three to four hundred so-called experts who were the lambs waiting for the knife. And Ji Xuan, the commander-in-chief, could not even see something that obvious. The war's trajectory had already started to turn murky. As much as he loathed Shen...