"Revenge? Revenge against whom?" Tang Fei asked curiously.
"..."
Shen Qingping glanced at Tang Fei, looking as if he was constipated.
He felt that this guy was deliberately asking this question.
If it had been before, he naturally wouldn't have answered.
Who are you trying to humiliate?
But everyone had just fought side by side, Tang Fei and Lu Siyu, as guests, could have stayed out of it, yet they still accompanied them on the front lines.
Tang Fei killed the most Barbarians...
One with each swing, like slicing melons.
Shen Qingping had guarded Ghost Mountain for many years, and in this living hell where there's no tomorrow, his personality had undergone a dramatic change.
Previously, as part of the Shen Family's Direct Lineage, he was a young talent, proud, indifferent, lacking empathy, and vindictive.
Now he felt that as long as they could fight side by side on the battlefield, they were good brothers.
If you win, it's good for everyone.
If you lose, you die together.
