Li Guanyi seemed thoughtful, roughly understanding the principle of this thing.
He then exhaled a breath, steadied his mind, and said, "However, seniors, you've returned just in time. Jiang Su's army is about to arrive, and with your return, we can join forces to deal with Jiang Su."
Old Siming awkwardly scratched his head, his gaze shifting to the old Mystic Turtle.
The old Mystic Turtle's eyes widened: "..."
Great anger: "What are you going to do?! What are you going to do?!"
"Old trickster, are you going to use me as a shield again?"
Old Siming laughed dryly: "Hahaha, old brother, what are you talking about!"
"Am I that kind of person?"
The Whale Hunter snorted coldly, saying:
"Fight Jiang Su?"
"Can't be done."
The Whale Hunter, arrogant yet unreserved, said, "Do you think that Zhang Ziyong, who was never a match for Jiang Su, can rely on this mechanical man with only half his strength to fight against a military god at his peak and in anger?"
