"Ok!"
Fang Ping quickly stood up and followed Andre out.
At this moment, many Dwarves were also walking out angrily. It was not strange for them to intersect.
From the corner of his eye, he looked up. The fully-armored Dwarf was still sitting in his original position, his head slightly lowered. It was unknown if he was watching the battle on the field or looking at Fang Ping.
He's here to watch a fight, a fight.
Fang Ping muttered in his heart and walked out.
As soon as they reached the passageway, they immediately walked towards the exit.
Qing Niao inadvertently turned around to take a look. Seeing that there were normal Dwarves around, he asked, "Fang Ping, what's wrong?"
"We'll talk about it when we get back. I'm not sure if it's safe here."
Andre had been in front the entire time. He left the arena and walked straight out.
"Let's go back first."
