Fan Qing's face showed a serene smile: "The great battle to determine the world's Taiping is coming. I cannot, nor am I willing, to become a second-line rear general."
"For such a dangerous task, please allow me to personally attempt it."
Shi Dalin's expression was extremely complex, but Fan Qing's nature was resolute and decisive. Beyond his firmness and decisiveness, he possessed a tenacity that could be described as stubborn. Once he decided on something, it was difficult to change.
The old magician nodded and said, "The blood shed from the battle between the Ancient Red Dragon and the Second Divine General carries the sharpness of gold and fire. Since General Fan Qing has such determination and is willing to try, we are also willing to give it a shot."
Fan Qing, bare-chested, stepped into the great formation stimulated by the dragon blood by this alchemist.
