What a bunch of good-for-nothings!

Huang Daowen cursed:

"If hundreds of people can't even hold out for an hour, what's the point of having such a prestigious reputation as Liangyou?"

"Afu, has the news of Phoenix's death been spread?"

Afu nodded: "It's been spread out. I had the loudspeaker in the broadcasting room turn on. I reckon even the enemy outside the gate heard it."

"And how did they react?"

"It's hard to say..."

"What do you mean it's hard to say? Afu, don't try to fool me. Good is good, and bad is bad!"

"Sir, the situation is dire. The brothers at the front report that after hearing the news of Phoenix's death, the enemy's offensive has intensified..."

"What?!"

Huang Daowen couldn't understand it.

In his mind, Phoenix must be the most important member of the Dark Dragon organization.

He didn't understand how people wouldn't be filled with panic if such a leader suddenly died in battle.

Even if it doesn't collapse immediately, shouldn't it at least be chaotic for a while?

What kind of organization is Dark Dragon?

If the Dragon Gang's forces are all like this, that would be truly terrifying!

For the first time, Huang Daowen, who had always been confident, felt a profound sense of powerlessness.

He sighed deeply, turned around, and slowly walked towards the side hall on the south side of the courtyard.

"Sir... what's wrong?"

Afu quickly followed and asked curiously.

"The situation is hopeless, we can't wait any longer, let's... retreat!"

Huang Daowen managed to utter the word "withdraw".