Mu Zi and Linglong stood outside the door. Mu Zi was a bit excited, while Linglong was as cold as ice, uninterested in what was happening before them.
No, Linglong felt it was just kids playing house, boring to the extreme.
If not for Mu Zi dragging her here, she wouldn't have come to waste her time.
"Manager Wei will definitely make it!"
Mu Zi had faith in Wei Sen. Yes, Wei Sen wasn't a Martial Artist, but neither was the opponent. The impression Wei Sen gave Mu Zi was certainly not of someone who speaks recklessly without considering the consequences.
Moreover, an outstanding soldier who was almost selected for the special forces definitely had much better qualities than ordinary soldiers.
"Don't talk about three, he can't even beat one. Just wait and see him embarrass himself!" Linglong said.
