"Haha, then Old Zhao will play with you little ones. I'll give you the time it takes an incense stick to discuss your tactics." Zhao Wuji rubbed his crew cut and spoke with an honest-looking smile.
Don't let Zhao Wuji's honest appearance fool you. He was actually a ruthless character. The title Unmoving Ming King Zhao Wuji had been earned through countless killings.
"Old Zhao, take this seriously. If you lose my Soul Tools, just see how I deal with you." At the side, Flender warned Zhao Wuji with a look.
As an extremely stingy person, he had no desire to part with the things in his possession.
"Don't worry, Boss. They're just a few children. Are you really afraid I can't handle them?" Zhao Wuji smiled dismissively.
Over here, Hu Jiu, Tang San, and Xiao Wu had already gathered together, whispering as they discussed their tactics.
The three of them had practically grown up together and knew each other's abilities well. It did not take long to discuss their strategy. After a few simple exchanges, they settled on a unified plan.
"Teacher Zhao, we're ready. Let's begin!" Hu Jiu looked at Zhao Wuji with an utterly harmless expression and smiled gently.
Facing a Level 76 Zhao Wuji, how could they manage without a little cunning?
"Fine, then let's begin." Zhao Wuji nodded indifferently, taking out an incense stick from who knew where, lighting it, and planting it nearby.
Just then, three figures approached from the distance.
One of them was very familiar to Hu Jiu and the others: Dai Mubai, whom they had fought only yesterday.
As for the other two, one was a thin young man with a face full of bushy beard, while the other was a chubby little boy with fair, plump features.
Needless to say,