Zheng Ming didn't have much to arrange, but the trusting eyes that gazed upon him still made him feel that it was necessary to say something to these people.
Although their cultivation levels were not very high, with the highest being just a Fifth-Rank Warrior, their willpower, their loyal hearts, and everything about them were so worthy of respect.
After hesitating for a moment, Zheng Ming finally said in a deep voice, "Since our task is to buy time, then we might as well challenge the Hundred Thousand Wolf Flags one by one, and I'll go first. My Li Flying Dagger never misses its mark, you know!"
With these words, a smile of delight appeared on Zheng Ming's face, and Cheng Yong and the others couldn't help but smile along.
The Li Flying Dagger never misses its mark. With just one throw, it can decapitate Wan Hu Xiao—this was something Zheng Ming had said while drunk.
