"And I have given you time to grow, I don't mind waiting a bit longer to confront this hatred in the finals." Haan Bing shrugged, his face calm.
If Luo Qianqian weren't standing right in front of him at this moment, it would be really hard to believe that the enemy she considered could show such an attitude. But compared to Haan Bing, she still felt somewhat uneasy. After all, there was a possibility that the other party might lower her guard and then strike with a fatal blow.
Yet Haan Bing was not in a hurry. He quietly looked at Luo Qianqian and casually drank the water from the Bamboo Tube, showing no fear of Luo Qianqian poisoning him.
"Thought it through? Then let's go."
Seeing Luo Qianqian raise her head, a sense of calm settling in her eyes, Haan Bing directly walked towards the direction of the dense forest.
Behind him, Luo Qianqian followed closely with a face full of peculiarity.
