Zhou Li, although he had already mentally sentenced Zhuge Qing's third senior uncle to hanging, was very clear about his own strength. With the skills he possessed, Zhou Li reckoned his chances against the third senior uncle were fifty-fifty.
Five seconds and the third senior uncle could kill Zhou Li five times.
On the surface, Zhou Li maintained a gentle expression like that of a dead man and greeted the man named Liu Haizhu, saying, "Haizhu Brother, do you recognize me?"
"I've never seen you before, but your face is full of stories," Liu Haizhu cheerfully responded, then turning to Zhuge Qing with excitement, he asked, "Chief Sister, what brings you to Anshan? Are you also here to search for the fire?"
"To forge iron?"
Zhuge Qing blinked in confusion.
"Yeah."
