Hearing footsteps, Flender turned his head.
His gaze passed over Ma Hongjun and settled on Jiang Ming and Qian Renxue.
"Jiang Ming?"
Flender's hand trembled, spilling the tea in his cup.
He was terrified!
He had no friendship whatsoever with Jiang Ming. In fact, they could even be called enemies.
And he had heard that Jiang Ming had slaughtered the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
How could he not panic?
"Most of the bad blood between us was caused by Yu Xiaogang."
"Gangzi has already been turned into mince, so we can consider the matter settled."
"Of course, if you want to keep opposing me, I'll oblige you to the bitter end!"
Jiang Ming seemed to have seen through Flender's thoughts.
"Not at all! Absolutely not!"
"I cut all ties with Yu Xiaogang long ago!"
"Although Liu Erlong gave birth to my son, I'll keep him in line. He won't cause you any trouble."
Flender hurriedly waved his hands and explained.
"How much do you currently know about what's happening in Vast Sea City?"
Jiang Ming sat down across from Flender.
"Let me put it this way. If you killed everyone at the top, some would certainly be innocent. But if you killed half and spared half, they could create another Vast Sea City."
Seeing Jiang Ming change the subject, Flender immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"That gives me a pretty good idea."
"You can tell me the details without worrying."
Jiang Ming smiled faintly, an expression of nuclear-grade friendliness appearing on his face.
Flender picked up the teapot and poured a cup for each of them.
The tea was very dark, almost an inky green.
But it had a distinctive fragrance.
Jiang Ming took a sip and nodded.
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