"The Tianfeng tribe is just ahead. What do you plan to do?"
On the spiritual boat, Chi Hunzi turned to look at Lin Wudao. His gaze was somewhat thought-provoking.
Lin Wudao knew what the other party was thinking. It was nothing more than wanting them to take the lead.
Still, he smiled faintly and did not point it out.
"Since the Chiyue tribe has sent out ten thousand soldiers to help and is so sincere, then we brothers can't hold you back. This time around, the two of us will be the vanguards."
Saying this, Lin Wudao called out to Qin Daofu, and the two of them steered the spiritual boat toward the Tianfeng tribe.
Seeing this, Chi Hunzi was startled at first, but he quickly followed.
...
"Brother Ren, those old things from the Chiyue tribe won't make an effort until they see benefits. I think they just want to take advantage of us," Qin Daofu snorted.
In response, a cold smile appeared on Lin Wudao's face.
