The mercenary generals were both quick and dirty with their attacks, using all sorts of unconventional but effective secret arts to break the target’s defense. The defending general was badly injured and actually needed support to stand. The mercenary generals pulled him onto the city wall and made him watch the handover procedure.

Seeing squad after squad of mercenaries driving into Pagoda City and making a beeline for the defensive structures and turrets, the general could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. “Winning with numbers is not true ability!”

One of the mercenaries broke into a laugh. “If you’re really capable, why don’t you put together a group of ten champions?”

The general was speechless. None of the clans and families in Zheng possessed that many generals. This went to show just how terrifying Dark Flame was.

A different mercenary general said disdainfully, “Your Royal Tutor didn’t last three minutes against our commander. You can keep on being stubborn if you can take a single slap from him.”

The general was once again speechless.

His social circle was naturally made up of similar experts, and they had come to a fair conclusion about the Royal Tutor. As they saw...