Bo Yi's handsome and fair face darkened.
Rong Zhan took another two puffs of his cigarette. The smoke made his exquisite face look a little blurry. When he spoke again, the smile on his lips gradually faded and his expression became serious. Bo Yi, do you know that I'm worried about anyone else going to do this? however, I can't leave at this time. We're brothers and have fought side by side before. I know you too well. With your skills and your brains, if you were to step in, things would definitely be much easier. If you can agree, the people in the base will fully cooperate and assist you at any time."
Bo Yi had not been involved in certain things for many years. He was reclusive, did not like to communicate with others, was indifferent, did not like to live in groups, preferred to live alone, and did not like to be disturbed.
