"Holy crap! Has Chu An gone crazy? What the hell! What the hell is he trying to do now?!"
Snatching the letter away, Bear Dunce's eyes bulged like bronze bells, as if he wanted to burrow right into the paper.
Those two short lines looked to him as though they were filled with the words, Go hurry up and get yourself killed.
At this moment, if Chu An had been standing in front of him, Bear Dunce probably would have beaten him senseless.
"What kind of joke is this? You want Mo Ling to go in?!"
"Isn't that just sending the little girl to her death?!"
Baring his teeth, Zhang Tie instinctively grabbed Little Mo Ling, afraid that Mo Ling would listen to Chu An and charge headlong into that Asura Field.
Forget Mo Ling's fragile flesh-and-blood body.
As the battle grew more intense, even a robot made of steel would be smashed into scrap the moment it was thrown inside.
With things like this, whoever went in would die!
Those invisible shockwaves carried the full-force attacks of a Third Order with every strike.
Snatching up the pen, Zhang Tie quickly wrote several large characters on the letter like an elementary school student:
"Crazy Chu! What the hell kind of riddle are you playing?!"
"Wouldn't sending Mo Ling in be asking her to die?!"
He finished writing furiously.
He had used so much force that he had nearly torn through the paper.
If the letter had not been a System item, it would probably already have been ripped into several pieces under Bear Dunce's rough handling.
Before the other side could reply,
Mo Ling stared fixedly at Lin An battling in the distance while gently pushing Zhang Tie away with her little hand, signaling that he did not need to