"Good!" Seeing that Shen Haoran had agreed, Su Xing grunted sullenly and left with Chai Hui.
Watching Su Xing's retreating figure, Long Zhen snorted reluctantly. "Brother Shen, why did you agree to that? The guy's a complete fool, just being played by Chai Hui!"
Hearing this, Shen Haoran watched Su Xing's back and chuckled softly. "Is he a fool?"
"Well, I think he is! He's obviously strong, and he knows Chai Hui is just using him to throw his weight around, but he still helps the tyrant. If that's not foolish, what is?" Long Zhen said, curling his lip.
To this, Shen Haoran simply gave a noncommittal smile and offered no response.
"Let's go. It's a done deal, so what's the point of dwelling on it? Back to the Red Flame Hall," Shen Haoran said, then started walking ahead.
Long Mo and Long Zhen exchanged a glance. They were finding it harder and harder to figure Shen Haoran out lately.
