Zhang Meng's hand slapped down, and the button was pressed instantly.
However, something unexpected happened for Zhang Meng.
Nothing happened in the whole secret chamber!
"What's going on?"
Zhang Meng frowned, turned to Qin Feng: "Did you tamper with it?"
"Not me!"
Seeing nothing happen, Qin Feng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and his tone relaxed: "Who knows whose backup plan this might be!"
"After all, there are a hundred thousand of us! Even Young Master Bu can't predict everything, it's normal!"
Zhang Meng patted his forehead helplessly: "You're all too good!"
Alright, he gave up!
Fighting, he's skilled at, but playing these games, he really can't do it!
Who knows how many backup plans these guys have prepared!
"Zhang Meng, although you are not one of our hundred thousand Iron Cavalry, we are all our own people! Why make things difficult for each other!"
Qin Feng clapped his hands.
