Yang Genshuo recalled that Yang Qiangjing had previously mentioned she still had a trump card.
But she has never told him.
She just took out the red rice phone, directly entered a "1" and sent it, leaving Yang Genshuo clueless...
At this moment, he couldn't help but Manifest.
"Xiao Jing, what reinforcements do you have? Who can offer support?"
"Hmm... not sure."
"Hmm?"
"But someone's definitely going to come."
"You didn't just send a mass message saying 'I am an Ancient Great Power, currently suppressed in Bright City, come help me break free, and I'll reward you with a position of Immortal in the future'?"
Yang Qiangjing's mouth twitched a few times.
"Ancestor... quite the sense of humor."
Though she didn't want to laugh, it was hard to suppress.
Yang Genshuo saw that Yang Qiangjing was still keeping secrets, so he didn't ask further. Instead, he watched with interest to see who would show up.
At this time, his mindset had changed.
