Night, White Bird City, Fan Building's main hall was brightly lit.
In a corner of the first floor lobby, two middle-aged men were having a casual chat.
"You're from Xiangliu City? Then we're not too far apart, I'm from Ba Mountain." The dark-faced middle-aged man was chewing on fried Moon Borage Beads and said.
"Brothers in hardship indeed." The round-faced middle-aged man sighed, "It's all Emperor Dragon City's fault!"
"Exactly, using us as cannon fodder to die while they fled first, a bunch of bastards!" The dark-faced middle-aged man complained.
"Don't worry, with their cowardly nature, Wei Wubing will finish them off sooner or later." The round-faced middle-aged man spat angrily.
"You trust Wei Wubing too?" The dark-faced middle-aged man got interested, "To be honest, Old Wei is definitely tough, but he always leads by example in battles."
"In my opinion, Old Wei is destined to succeed."
