"You really dare to ask!"
Fu Qian couldn't help but admire Yuan Fang's brazen "request."
The request was simple, but the situation was not.
"Your Demigods seem to have already made a move, and judging by their performance, it is very difficult to inspire confidence."
Fu Qian didn't try to hide his skepticism.
"I understand what you mean."
Yuan Fang quickly caught on to Fu Qian's reluctance and hastened to explain.
"Ballard and the others hadn't received much advice from me in their previous action; it can only be considered their instinctive self-preservation."
"The only information I provided was that Lord Qionghe had indeed died."
"The organization of personnel, collection of clues, and actions were all carried out by them on their own."
Snap!
While speaking, Yuan Fang took out a metal lighter and lit a cigarette for himself.
"In fact, even if I offered advice, they might not have listened to me."
"After all, I'm not their leader, at most I am just an advisor."
