Feng Jin said with a wry smile, "You old bastard, are you really going to keep pretending you don't get it?"
Qi Dongxing glanced at Feng Jin, his tone somewhat odd. "I know what you mean, but what can we do about this sharp sword?"
Feng Jin's expression gradually turned serious. "There is a way, and right now is also an opportunity. I heard Li Xiaobao is dispatching a large number of experts over here, which means he's short on people!"
"You mean we go over there?" The brows on Old Qi's wrinkled face twitched.
Feng Jin nodded.
Qi Dongxing, however, frowned. "If Li Xiaobao doesn't appreciate it and I lower my stance to go over, won't that be very embarrassing?"
"From what I've observed, Li Xiaobao didn't go so far as to utterly wipe out Jue Mountain and Qingling Mountain. He's even less likely to do that to us." Feng Jin said with firm conviction.
