In the meeting hall.
Zhang Tao was still talking, and as he talked ... He suddenly felt something.
He glanced at Fang ping out of the corner of his eye and saw that this kid was staring at him with a face full of admiration. Old Zhang suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
'I'm an absolute nightmare realm ... And I'm shivering?'
What was this kid thinking now?
Zhang Tao was looking at Fang ping, and so was the Wargod. Suddenly, he laughed lightly."Fang ping, if you have anything to say, just say it. I have some understanding of you. You're quite a character.
If you want to say something, then say it and let this old man hear it. "
"What do you have to say, kid ..." Fang ping said with a smile.
"Speak!"
The Wargod snorted and looked at Fang ping with an unfriendly look. 'Your gaze, kid, is making me a little unhappy.'
"That ..." Fang ping said awkwardly.
"Hmph!"
