"Is that speaker Mr. Plum?" Zhang Tie whispered to Bai Suxian.
"Yes, he's the old freak plum!"
After receiving Bai Suxian's confirmation, Zhang Tie nodded inside as he started to admire four sage freaks more or less.
Besides being resolute, the old freak plum's words were most effective in destroying one's mental defense. Although the opponents were overwhelming in quantity, in fact, they just appeared so due to the temporary combination. At such a life-or-death moment, each of them would only consider themselves. In one word, they definitely lacked cohesiveness like sands. As a result, the old freak plum's words made these selfish and vile people hesitate.
What a wise man!
According to the old freak plum's words, the three people didn't scramble for entering the tower; instead, they allowed the old freak bamboo to enter it while guarding at the entrance. That exemplified the meaning of friendship.
