In front of the dilapidated building stood two of the eight warriors from the Leng Family, incessantly provoking with filthy language.
A burly member of Dragon Teeth, unable to bear it any longer, clenched his fists and said to Duan Nanye, "Boss, let me give it a shot! Damn it! What's with the arrogance! I don't believe they're really made of steel!"
Duan Nanye clearly didn't want to incur unnecessary losses again and intended to refuse, but simply avoiding confrontation would inevitably impact the morale of his men.
"Boss, I know what I'm doing. If I can't beat them, I'll retreat!" Seeing Duan Nanye's hesitation, the big man quickly added.
Duan Nanye pondered for a moment and could only nod, "Be careful, then. Test the waters first. If you can figure out how many people are inside, that would be best. So far, Leng Wencheng has not shown himself, and we don't know how many of the eight Leng warriors are actually here."
