"Fight, no problem at all, we indeed want to fight, otherwise, what do you think our Zhao Family gathered such a big crowd for?"
Zhao Kunpeng coldly smiled and said.
"Aren't we supposed to talk about cooperation?"
Chen Feng's expression slightly changed as he asked with a faint smile.
"Cooperation? Chen Feng, you wouldn't really think I've gone senile, would you?"
Zhao Kunpeng asked with a sneer.
"What do you mean?"
Chen Feng frowned and asked.
"What do I mean? While you kept silent just now, I quietly did some calculations in my mind. Although the conditions you mentioned earlier are indeed tempting, it's just your word. What if you backtrack and deny them once you return? What if you gather more allies and turn the tables? Wouldn't our Zhao Family be helpless against you then?"
Zhao Kunpeng raised his eyebrows and sneered as he asked.
"So what?"
Chen Feng squinted his eyes.
