Liu Long looked at Xing Hai with suspicion, suspecting that this guy was setting him up, deliberately pushing him into a pit of fire.
Is this approachable?
This is a tyrannical warlord, isn't it?
Bringing soldiers and dogs, I, Liu Long, have to avoid him when I see him.
"Brother Hai, I must tell you now, if this is the kind of deal we're talking about, I'm out. Even though I've got over a hundred armed men on my side, combined with the forty or fifty you brought, I'm afraid we can't contend with Ye Fan. These people look quite fierce, don't they?"
Xing Hai, who was previously brimmed with confidence, no longer felt assured.
He had indeed found a group that could act when needed, but upon seeing Ye Fan's strength, he couldn't be sure his team could win.
"Liu Long, it seems we need a backup plan."
"Let's hear it."
