"It'll work. Brother Fang, don't go to that Old Man Dickey. He's useless. Now that something has happened in the game, the Holy Court in the real world is watching the teacher. If the Necromancer Association makes a slight move, it will be magnified infinitely."
Ji Xiaobo panicked. He took two steps forward and grabbed Fang Heng, refusing to let go. "Don't forget that the Necromancer Association is forever neutral!"
Fang Heng suddenly understood.
He was slightly anxious and even forgot that the Necromancer Association was neutral.
Even if Teacher Dickey were willing to help him, he would only, at most, give him pointers and suggestions.
If they did so, the Necromancer Association would also be taking a considerable risk.
"So let me help!"
Ji Xiaobo saw that Fang Heng had also figured it out, so he quickly recommended himself. He patted his chest hard and said confidently, "I'm here; I can help!"
"You?"
