"Let's go," Qin Shou clenched his teeth and walked towards the back of the mountain.
Zhongshan Daoist asked, "Go where?"
Qin Shou said, "To help out."
Zhongshan Daoist said with a sobbing tone, "Just the few of us losers going to help? To even think about getting involved, at the very least, one must be a Heavenly Immortal to have a slight chance!"
Upon hearing this, Qin Shou subconsciously glanced at the bronze dragon, which looked stunned as if it saw nothing and was just playing dumb.
Qin Shou said, "Heavenly Immortal, we have one. Let's go!"
Zhongshan Daoist cried, "What I mean is, a Heavenly Immortal is only enough to be cannon fodder..."
Qin Shou said, "If we don't go, we'll just turn to ash anyway, it's your choice."
Zhongshan Daoist fell silent...
