Perhaps many of Zhao Jingfeng's comrades were killed by Grassland people; how can he let go of his hatred?
"Stop!"
Someone finally spoke.
Everyone looked over, only to see Sangji, who had been timidly standing in the corner, come forward.
"Don't fight."
Sangji appeared anxious.
"What the hell does it matter to you?!"
Zhao Jingfeng, seeing that Sangji was only at the Body Breaking Stage, scolded him without restraint.
Sangji nervously said, "I was personally recruited by the Duke Jing'an."
"Oh?"
This comment made the crowd pause, and two women dressed in blue and red among them immediately focused their gaze.
Among so many people present, who was personally recruited by that Lord?
Everyone had secured a precious position through their respective backgrounds, but no one had heard of anyone being uniquely recruited by the Lord.
"You say so, and it's true?"
Zhao Jingfeng was clearly skeptical and unwilling to lose face.
