Chapter 882 - Trick is better than Treat (2/2)

”I understand!” said Blood Baron.

”Stay put. We are coming to you,” said Lincoln before hanging up. The best time to strike was while the martial artists had their morale at its lowest.

While the Mutants were organizing their attacks, Jiang Fei was trying to remotivate the solemn martial artists. Unfortunately, his efforts were in vain as nothing seemed to be working.

”How can we fight when even the Soaring Cloud Sect had already betrayed us!” cried Zhu Tianfei as he flung his sword before it plunged deep into the ground and he himself fell, fatigued mentally and physically. He had lost the motivation and his senses. Even he could not tell what they were fighting for.

Bai Wanli sighed heavily.

”What do you think we should do now?” said Ganyang Zhenren. The sects that were second to the Soaring Cloud Sect were the Snow Mountain Sect and the Rainbow Longsword Sect.

”Brother Jiang Fei… We…” Bai Wanli turned to Jiang Fei and tried to speak.

”You are thinking of backing away from the fight,” said Jiang Fei, blatantly.

”We are in no position to continue this war. Look at our disciples. None of them are willing to fight anymore! We are a lost cause!” Bai Wanli cried.

”That is true. I have always thought that the alliance was just a playground for the Soaring Cloud Sect. Right now, the owner of the toy has gotten sick of it and decided to throw it away. I bet you wouldn't want to play anymore too! I understand! You can go back to China and disband the alliance for all I care. You should take care of it since the name ”China Martial Art Alliance” is nothing but a disgrace to you lot!” Jiang Fei barked, trying his best to provoke the others in hopes they would not give up the fight. That was the last method. If treating them nicely did not work, he might as well resort to trickery.

Bai Wanli sighed even heavier upon hearing Jiang Fei's words. Even though they were angry and mad they could not muster the strength to make a comeback.

”Heh. Let's say I have no problem in letting you go, would the Mutants be as kind as I am?” said Jiang Fei. If trickery and provocation were not enough to rattle them, perhaps a threat to their own lives might work.

”Brother Jiang Fei! Couldn't the military soldiers escort us home?” Bai Wanli asked.

”Heh.” Jiang Fei scoffed. ”Don't you know that if you tried to leave an active warzone, it is considered as an act of treason? Even if you don't consider yourself under their command and do not obey their rules of war, do you think they would just send someone over, risking their lives so that you could go home?”

”Ugh…” Bai Wanli shrank away. Jiang Fei did not hold anything back. The term ”treason” was painful to hear.

”Since none of you want to continue this fight, you may do as you please. Do not think that others will understand,” said Jiang Fei as he waved his hand, gesturing the martial artists to go away and leave him alone.

”...”

Everyone froze. They did not know how they would fend for themselves should they choose to go on their own. Not only did they have to face the problem of being hunted by Mutants, they would also have to deal with food problems once they were cut off from Jiang Fei and the military.

Although China and Japan were just across the sea from each other, only Level 4 Pinnacle stage martial artists were capable of skipping on water to travel across the sea. No one else could do what they could.