Qin Feiyang's eyes flashed, and he cupped his hands respectfully. "Senior Brother Nie Yu, what can I do for you?"
Nie Yu said, "Hand over the superior auxiliary battle tactic."
"Battle tactic?"
Qin Feiyang paused, then shook his head. "The battle tactic isn't on me."
"Then who has it?" Nie Yu furrowed his brow.
Qin Feiyang said, "It's with He Jiu."
He Jiu, who stood at the back ready to watch the show, suddenly paled and retorted angrily, "Ma San, don't talk nonsense! The battle tactic is clearly on you!"
Qin Feiyang said calmly, "If the battle tactic were on me, why would I be chasing you?"
Upon hearing this, Nie Yu pondered for a moment, then abruptly turned to He Jiu, his eyes flashing with a shockingly sharp light.
He Jiu hurriedly took out his Qiankun Bag. "Senior Brother Nie Yu, the battle tactic really isn't on me. You can search if you don't believe me."
