Facing Zhang Yu's aura, full of fighting spirit and determination, the doll thought to herself, "This Zhang Yu, whom I haven't seen in just over two months, has even changed his will and spirit so much? What kind of potential has he been stimulated with?"
If it were the old doll, she surely wouldn't care about Zhang Yu's threats; she had plenty of ways to deal with him.
But at this moment, she was extremely weak, with a burning desire to climb Kunxu again and reclaim everything that was hers.
The doll sighed in her heart, "Ah, the barefooted aren't afraid of those with shoes. There's no need to get into a confrontation with this pauper on this level. I'll just use some clever tricks and dangle a carrot to make him move forward."
After thinking for a moment, the doll changed her tone and gently said, "Don't be nervous, Zhang Yu. I'm here because a tremendous fortune has fallen upon you."
