As he spoke, Fang Heng's tone became even more gloomy, "If it doesn't work, we'll just make a move."
Lu Yanlong swallowed his saliva carefully and looked at Fang Heng.
"Mr. Fang, are you sure you want to go this far?"
"This is a rare opportunity. Be mentally prepared. Let's make a bet. This is the last time."
Making a gamble again?
And he said this was the last time?
Lu Yanlong thought to himself, "I don't believe you."
He had thought that Mr. Fang's plan was unreliable.
He had to deal with so many commander-level creatures alone?
Wasn't he a complete lunatic?
Now, he had to do something under the Federation's nose.
The risk increased exponentially.
However, Mr. Fang was so lucky that he won every time.
Fang Heng saw Lu Yanlong's nervous expression and patted him on the shoulder. He said, "Don't be so nervous. Keep smiling. You're making people feel suspicious."
