Yu Tongxuan hesitated for a moment, carefully choosing his words and said, "For example, Xia Chengyuan, Gao Lingfeng, Ma Zhiqiu, Wei Liuyun... you should have heard these young people's names, if they can cooperate well, Wang Yunxiao may not benefit."
These words did not bring even a shred of happiness to General Zeng.
"They need to cooperate well? If they don't, they can't win, right?"
"That's what you said."
"Isn't that what you mean?"
"After all, it's Blood Slaughter. Who can benefit from a one-on-one fight? It just depends on whether they can get this idea into their heads. The more they don't want to lose face, the bigger shame they might face."
After a moment of silence, General Zeng asked in a low voice, "What about adding that kid?"
"Who?"
"..."
Yu Tongxuan looked at General Zeng's subtle expression: "You mean your own Zeng Yun?"
"Yes."
"He can't make a move, right?"
"I'll order him."
"Then it's almost a fifty-fifty chance."
"Why only fifty percent victory?!"
