Fang Che's face was dark. "That's why this situation appeared, so that bastard Duan Erpi can be bold enough to circle around right in front of us."
"He has only one goal: to make us strike. They won't even fight back, but they will massacre civilians in large numbers! That's their real purpose."
Fang Che's train of thought suddenly cleared.
"And this is exactly the internal gap forced out by us continually killing people during this period. For the Weiwo Orthodox Southeast Headquarters, this is a win-or-lose game."
"But for us, it's an opportunity."
"Was a plan like this arranged by that so‑called Number One Young Master of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect?"
Feng Xiangdong frowned and sent a voice transmission: "If that's the case, then this Number One Young Master is really not easy to deal with."
