Fang Yu paid no attention to Xiaoyu.
He was already accustomed to Xiaoyu's attitude.
To make her thoroughly convinced, he could only display sufficient strength and methods.
Fang Yu's goal was not just to defeat this group of alien clans but also to take Mo Huajian as his disciple. After tonight, having an additional Daoist Saint disciple would be quite beneficial.
"I, Ye Wenjun...will lead a team of ten. Four teams in total, approaching the enemy from four directions... Since we're confronting them head-on, there's nothing much to say... Just kill." Fang Yu said.
"I thought there'd be some special strategy, just like that?"
"Just like that." Fang Yu had a look of assured victory.
Mo Huajian saw that Xiaoyu still wanted to argue, and said, "Xiaoyu...we are here to help resist the enemy, not to engage in verbal sparring. We should best stick to our own duties."
The young lady had spoken, so Xiaoyu naturally said no more and made a face at Fang Yu.
