Qian Wantong's strength was only Houtian Layer Ten, and not even at its peak. Otherwise, Chen Mo would not have been able to suppress his own strength to Houtian Layer Ten and grind him into the dirt.
If Chen Mo had not given him such a beating, this old man would not have held onto that grudge every moment, constantly thinking of sending Chen Mo to his grave.
So while the idea of tampering with the rope spanning the gorge was a good one, putting it into practice was rather difficult.
After all, his strength did not allow it, and no one was an idiot. Controlling the force and extent of the damage required considerable skill.
When Qian Ying saw Qian Wantong hesitate, he understood that this fellow wanted to stir up trouble but lacked the strength to do so, and inwardly sneered. Still, he rather agreed with Qian Wantong's idea of causing trouble.
Forming a small exploration team to investigate the other side of the gorge had always been one of his methods. His main purpose was to send people ahead to scout and draw out the enemy. Once the enemy was provoked into showing itself, dealing with the Strange Beast afterward would be much easier.
Of course, if they failed to investigate it clearly and Ouyang Nan's group Received Lunchbox instead, that would suit him just fine. No matter how things turned out, he would have achieved his goal.
However, Qian Ying also disliked that young man called Li Mo. After making several underhanded attempts and pulling quite a few small tricks, he still had not managed to send him to his grave. It made Qian Ying lose face.
Therefore, when Qian Wantong proposed doing something to the rope, Qian Ying was willing—as long as it could make