"You..." Han Zhuangzhi was already speechless. He held back his anger but still didn't dare to challenge authority. "How about we ask for Brother Chen's opinion?"
"No need. What does a freshman know about combat?" Zheng Zhixing rejected without hesitation.
Han Zhuangzhi and his warriors were speechless. The reputable "Volunteer Soldier's Spirit" didn't understand combat?
Did Zheng Zhixing really think Chen Gu understood nothing? Of course not. But to achieve his own goal, he had to exclude Chen Gu from the decision-making process for this operation; otherwise, Marshal Bai would undoubtedly attribute all the credit to Chen Gu.
"Advance in the original formation!" Zheng Zhixing urged. Han Zhuangzhi and the others, having no choice, could only proceed towards the central cave entrance.
However, this time, they finally saw some hope, as traces of the Subterraneans frequently appeared along the way.
Their claws were sharp, leaving easily discernible marks wherever they passed.
