Yang Yan cared a lot about the competition whose date was yet unknown.
But he and his team of ten swords had already become a focus of other forces.
And now, having these two newcomers was quite beneficial for Yang Yan.
"As you say, we will do our best."
Zhang Peng looked at Yang Yan and said seriously.
"Haha! Don't be so nervous."
Yang Yan waved his hand lightly, smiling as he spoke:
"Actually, I don't have as many big issues as you might think."
"You guys go prepare first. In a few days, we'll head to the United States, and that's when I'll need you."
Watching the two brothers leave, Yang Yan stood up and walked straight towards Zhou Hanyun.
"Alright, no more, no more!"
He entered and immediately heard Mr. Zhou's voice:
"You're such a girl, always letting me win. Not as adorable as that kid Yang Yan."
Zhou Hanyun smiled and said:
"Okay, if you don't want to play, we won't. The adorable person you mentioned is here."
