"Could it be that these people might return alive?"
Xue Fuxiao tapped the intelligence report confidently, saying, "I only need to dispatch a few experts to completely sweep them away."
"..."
Dongfang Sansan sighed, "That's why you're not Yan Nan, and neither am I."
Xue Fuxiao: "What do you mean? Did you just say Yan Nan made this decision? But the intelligence report says it was Bai Jing and Xiang Beidou who made this decision."
"Those two can't make this kind of decision."
Dongfang Sansan snorted, saying, "Don't ask me why I said that. If you ask, it's all in your head!"
"..."
Xue Fuxiao swallowed back the words he was about to say.
Dongfang Sansan felt everything was going as planned, feeling quite relaxed.
Moreover, at his level, there were few people who could let him show off, so he inevitably felt lonely.
Since Xue Fuxiao was here, he thought of developing Little Xue's intelligence a bit.
With a smile, he said:
