"I'll go."
Zheng Fan had a smile on his lips as he spoke, giving no sense of reluctance or hesitation, instead exuding an absolute confidence.
The blind man was momentarily stunned, then realized what was happening, a smile also appearing on his face.
Siniang covered her mouth, letting out an enchanting, mesmerizing laugh.
Ever since waking up in this world,
Zheng Fan had been learning, with much to learn,
learning martial arts,
learning warfare,
learning social skills,
learning everything he needed to use.
Like a newborn taking steps to explore this unknown world.
Gradually, even the demon lords, including Zheng Fan himself, would begin to overlook certain things.
For example,
when facing this situation,
the blind man hadn't considered the possibility of my lord stepping in until my lord spoke, reminding the blind man that in his past life, my lord was indeed the lead artist of horror comics.
Lord Zheng always liked to say, "Each field has its experts,"
