"Too arrogant!"
Far away on Mingtang Mountain, Chen Jichuan frowned as he watched Tushan Ji laughing recklessly.
The Martial Alliance had been established for a month.
Biqing Cliff lingered nearby without taking any substantial action, possibly gathering strength.
Now, with Tushan Ji so smug and out of control, it likely meant war was imminent.
The Martial Alliance didn't have much time left.
But Tushan Ji indeed had reason to be arrogant—
With the help of the Golden Crowned Divine Eagle, he could remain airborne during battle and take down enemy experts and commanders with arrows from above.
By then, the army would lose its leaders, and the enemy forces would descend into chaos.
"If they attack the Martial Alliance—"
Chen Jichuan furrowed his brows even deeper.
Originally, even if Biqing Cliff launched an attack, he was confident he could hold them off for a few months. After that time, his strength would have grown, and he wouldn't fear the experts of Biqing Cliff.
