On the mountainside, Wu Haifeng and the twelve members of the Enforcement Legion sat cross-legged, regulating their breathing.
They looked like they were cultivating, but the eyelids of the twelve were twitching nonstop.
After a short while, all twelve of them opened their eyes.
"Captain, I feel… we were wrong!"
One Enforcement soldier raised his head and looked at Wu Haifeng, speaking with a complicated expression: "A War Array Master, a Spirit Array Master, that Blood Fiend Army commander, with cumulative military merits in the tens of millions, dropping a single grand Formation and wiping out an army of ten thousand—someone like that, we… heh, that damned Leng Mingliang!"
The other Enforcement soldiers all furrowed their brows tightly.
