Thinking back to the past, Peng Yingyu felt quite emotional.
The two exchanged glances, unsure of how to respond for a moment.
"Hey, Old Peng, I was just getting into the fight with her, why are you stopping us!"
Ni Wenjun looked at Peng Yingyu and said, we know you're formidable, but you can't do this, I haven't had my fill yet.
Peng Yingyu replied, "Haha, what fighting, we are all on the same side, don't harm our camaraderie."
Hearing this, Ni Wenjun had nothing more to say. This time he was acting on Peng Yingyu's orders to break through, his strength hadn't recovered yet, and he was just taking the opportunity with Han Miaozhen to regain it.
Han Miaozhen looked at Peng Yingyu without speaking, and Peng Yingyu glanced at Han Miaozhen, seeing him like this.
With a sigh, he said, "You really like to act tough, your injuries aren't healed, and you still fight for days as if you're made of iron."
