The veterans came down, and they also saw the over a hundred people Wang Xiaomao had called for. They immediately got angry and cursed, "Fuck, think you're great just because you've got more people?"
Li Xiaoyao looked at these veterans with a smile and asked, "Scared or not?"
The veterans kept stern faces and shook their heads with stiff necks, saying, "We're not scared! Isn't it just a fight? Which of us soldiers hasn't had a brawl in the service?"
Li Xiaoyao nodded, then turned his gaze to Zhao Ge. Zhao Ge also had a serious face and said, "Let's do it!"
Li Xiaoyao said nothing further; he just wanted to see if these veterans were afraid of trouble. After all, fighting would be a regular part of life if they followed him.
The outcome was promising; not a single one of these veterans was afraid of trouble, each with the bullish temperament of thinking they were the best in the world.
Li Xiaoyao liked their spirit—it suited him.
