Speaking of this, Yuan Chu could not help but sigh and silently cheer for Wu Wei, "Come on, talisman drawing brat, you must hold on.
At the very least, he could grit his teeth when he was being beaten and be more determined not to hand over the Great Han's luck!"
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Hundred Schools, Secret Realm Management Center.
Wu Wei wasn't from the Great Han camp, so he didn't know what kind of commotion the Great Han camp was in because of the person in front of him.
Wu Wei felt helpless!
Yes, helplessness!
Wasn't it better to just let him take advantage of her? Why did he have to do this?
"Actually, I feel that there's no need for us to be so hostile. All I did was kill He Ying's younger brother and a few of his Myth-quality generals to obtain a portion of the Great Han Dynasty's luck.
There was no hatred that could not be resolved.
