Chu Hao couldn't help but laugh, waving at his opponent.
Zhu Donghui snorted and turned his head away, no longer looking at Chu Hao.
"Have you become friends with him?" Tang Xin asked, as he no longer needed to follow his team leader and had moved to stand with Chu Hao.
Chu Hao thought for a moment and said, "Fortune-bringing Boy!"
Tang Xin couldn't help but make a strange face. What kind of friend is a Fortune-bringing Boy?
However, Chu Hao thought to himself that without Zhu Donghui's "gifts" of three rings, a Spring Flower Wooden Sword, and more importantly the Tortoise Shell Armor—which had alleviated so much pressure for him—he would have had to devote much more energy to defense, and his slaughtering efficiency would have at least halved!
Fortune-bringing Boy, such a good person!
