If Li Jianbin and Wang Mingde hadn't both been there, Fang Cheng would have made Li Yu see for herself whether he was a man who lasted three minutes each time or a man who lasted three months each time.
Unfortunately, with two human light bulbs around, all Fang Cheng could do was glare at her, using his eyes to express his displeasure.
Li Yu was completely unfazed by Fang Cheng's annoyance. Instead, she chuckled. "I'm complimenting you on how impressive you are. Three Disaster-Class monsters couldn't last ten minutes against you."
Li Jianbin and Wang Mingde also looked at Fang Cheng with complicated expressions.
They weren't jealous or envious. They just found it unbelievable, and even now, it all felt like a dream.
They didn't know Fang Cheng very well, and the stories they'd heard about him had all come secondhand.
They'd assumed that even if Fang Cheng was powerful, he'd be at most evenly matched with everyone else. They hadn't expected him to be several leagues beyond an ordinary Strategic-Class fighter.
No wonder he could work alongside the Human Revolutionary Alliance headquarters. He really did have the strength to earn its attention.
Compared with the three of them, who were feeling rather conflicted, Fang Cheng seemed quite calm. "It's no big deal. It's not that I'm strong; they're just too weak."
The three of them, feeling as if they'd just been mercilessly mocked: "..."
If they were too weak, then what did that make us?
Li Jianbin coughed. "Mr. Fang, thank you for your help. The Undersea Base would never have made it through unscathed without you. Otherwise, things would have been impossible to control."
He meant it. If Fang Cheng hadn't quickly dealt with the three Disaster-Class enemies and protected the crumbling cliff face, then even if