Zhu Chen subconsciously felt that there must be a trick, but he really couldn't guess what Nolan Rong was up to, or rather, the movements of Wanshou Peak in the past few days had confused him. It was not until now, when these people finally revealed their true colors to incite him to rebel, that Zhu Chen suddenly realized.
If he was still confused, fearful, and unclear about his purpose before, now there is no hesitation. He can't wait to get involved, even if it's not for Tianmen Peak or the ancestors, but just for himself. He can also see whether this spirit pattern master who has repeatedly made him lose face is as capable as his tone and can save Wanshou Peak from danger.
"If it's true, why do you still say it exactly as it is?" Zhu Chen confirmed again, and he said seriously, "I have reasons to return to Tianmen Peak, so I am only joining forces with you temporarily. The premise of joining forces is that you must win this battle, otherwise my joining is meaningless."
Nolan Rong said: "Since we dare to say so, we are confident. We will discuss the specific actions after you come back."
"In fact, I still don't understand what you want to do. Even though I am the disciple of the ancestor, my life cannot affect the outcome of the battle, but it is not..." Zhu Chen was a little embarrassed to speak, his face became more and more strange, "If you don't have enough time, there is really no need to be so anxious. I can find a way to help you delay some time. It is also a good idea to continue to mislead the other party."
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