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"Seventh Master... do you really think he can do it?"
At the harbor, watching Chen Qing's boat leaving, Old Eleven looked at his Seventh Master with doubt. His Seventh Master seemed to be the least likely to trust others, yet this time... it seemed a bit different.
And wasn't Chen Qing's promise a bit too exaggerated?
The other party promised that, at most in five days, he would arrive with reinforcements, and that if he were given control of Nanyang City for three months, he could reclaim all the regions around Nanyang!
In the current situation this kind of boasting, could the one surnamed Chen really make such a bold claim?
