"Fatty, why on earth did we come all the way out here to the Central Plains' battlefield?" Zhou Qi, who was standing next to Luo Lan, complained, "We've only been back in the Southwest for two days, but you're dragging us out again already. Our secret base was just destroyed by the Wang Consortium and the Anjing House, so why are you rushing here to help them?"
"It's not like I'm here to help the Wang Consortium." Luo Lan said nonchalantly, "It's definitely a good thing if the Wang Consortium's strength is weakened. They actually sent someone to destroy our base while they were facing such a formidable enemy here. Did they have too much free time or what? However, I'm here because of Ren Xiaosu, understand? A friend! That's what he is!"
Zhou Qi curled his lips. "You're making it sound like your friendship runs that deep."
