“What else can we do?”Meng Jingtian asked.
Feng Chenghao smiled smugly. If he were to wave a feather fan in his hand twice, he would probably think of himself as Zhuge Kongming.
“It’s just to make them unable to complete the mission. It’s very simple. Your fans can do it.”
“The fans are so crazy. Why should we let them vent their energy on chasing you? We might as well find something for them to do. Let them vent their craziness on the Godslayer Hall!”
Meng jingtian nodded thoughtfully. “You mean...”
“That’s right! Why are we doing this to Godslayer Hall? We’re just angry that they killed people until they surrendered in order to earn some money,”Feng Chenghao continued to explain.
He was one of the victims of Godslayer Hall’s assassination. Of course, Meng Jingtian didn’t see his anger at all.
This guy was only involved in this matter for fun, right?
On the other hand, Meng Jingtian himself was indeed quite angry because of this in the last game.
