He Nanguang furrowed his brow and nodded slightly.
The "Prophet" and the "Martial God" always maintained an aura of strategy and confidence, no matter what situation they encountered.
It was rare for them to look like this today...
With his vocabulary, it was hard to describe the subtle differences.
A stranger might not notice, but both he and Song Chu had fought side by side with Ma Ran and Su Qiangwei.
Although those two didn't show it obviously, they were clearly worried about something.
Beep!
The phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated lightly. Song Chu noticed that someone had sent a message.
It was from a "young brother" he met in the Main God Game, named Ji Xiuyin.
"A new round is about to start, shall we form a pre-team? Uncle Song, come on! Let's show off and take flight together!"
Though it was just a text, Song Chu could vaguely sense the other party's cheerful mood.
His initial worry was also significantly alleviated.
"Stop dwelling on it."
