Wu Li's eyes flickered, nodding in agreement.
A smile instantly spread across his face as he approached Jian Wushuang, patting his chest, "We're on the same side. Even without your words, I would still stand by you!"
Though somewhat insincere, the sentiment was comforting.
In truth, Wu Li deferred to the treant because of his own lack of strength. Even at the Half-Step Sixth Tribulation realm, his divine power could only burst to around eight hundred thousand, a meager amount. This divine power was practically useless outside.
For the upcoming mission to seize the Dragon Balls, he would need the support of the treant.
"Thanks!" Jian Wushuang expressed genuine gratitude this time.
Wu Li had intended to pat him on the shoulder, but thought better of it. His hand hovered awkwardly before patting the air, "It's nothing!"
"How long do you need me to hold out?" Jian Wushuang took a deep breath, already sending a message to Li Sheng.
