"Miss Zhuo Xueer!!"
As Fang Yu finished allocating points, a sharp shout suddenly came from outside.
The trio went out to check and found that Qian Bei had brought reinforcements.
Indeed, there was an impressive number of people.
But a closer look revealed that among them were a lot of people from the Foolish Underworld, including many captains, one of whom Fang Yu recognized as the scantily clad Han Mengyu.
As for the leader, it was a handsome middle-aged man with a streak of white hair among his bangs, quite trendy.
With a wooden sword and an iron sword on his back, he smiled faintly upon seeing the trio step out.
"Xiao Xue."
"Uncle Zhou!!"
Zhuo Xueer expressed her happiness and went up to meet him.
After exchanging pleasantries, she immediately started debriefing the situation.
Meanwhile, Fang Yu sneakily checked out the man's health bar.
[Dong Xingzhou: 3000/3000.]
Three thousand health?!
Fang Yu was shocked and nudged Liu Ningran with his elbow.
