Fang Yu shot a meaningful glance at Meng Biao, and spoke with a haunting tone.
Upon hearing Fang Yu's words, Meng Biao's heart suddenly tightened, a hint of panic flashed in his eyes, but he hid it well.
He quickly forced a laugh, shook his head, and said, "Brother, are you kidding me again? Honestly, there are indeed tasks left, but they're all peripheral ones, not core tasks. I thought you might not be interested, so I didn't assign them to you."
Hearing Meng Biao's words, Fang Yu suddenly stood up, pointed fiercely at Meng Biao, and cursed, "Good for you, Meng Biao, you indeed have a problem!"
Fang Yu's words caused Meng Biao's body to tense up; the ferocity in his eyes could no longer be hidden, and his internal energy level began to flow quietly, ready to burst out and kill Fang Yu the next moment.
