Chapter 850

"We've got better things to do. Besides, we're all Morbians—we're family. Even if we wanted to take you down, it would be the last thing on our list," Lionel retorted. "Then, who do you think framed us? We've suffered heavy casualties," Baron asked. Lionel, who used to fear Baron, realized that they were now evenly matched and began to feel secretly pleased. "There's no answer to that. This is a deathmatch. Do they really need to set you up and kill you?" Lionel replied. Baron nodded, thinking that he made a lot of sense. "Lionel, you guys are the lions, and we're the tigers. We'll still have around 50 people if we merge, which means we might still survive here and even have a chance at that ten-billion-dollar bounty." "You just lost 70 to 80 Morbian warriors. Who would dare team up with you?" Lionel said. "You—" Lionel's words hit Baron's sore spot and embarrassed him in front of his men. "Merging isn't out of the question, but I'll be the leader," Lionel continued. "We also