Qin Hao didn't have time to reply before Chen Ruohao hung up the phone.
"Damn sly old fox with the face of a tiger!"
Qin Hao shouted in righteous indignation twice, but in the end he could only sigh helplessly, "Alas, it seems like I'm being forced onto the stage by Chen Ruohao?"
No matter how much he complained, it was just complaining. He had to complete his next task, even if it meant doing it with tears in his eyes.
Moreover, with the Evil God Association's invasion imminent, the Ancient Martial Alliance played a very significant role. Completing a few more tasks at this time to build up his reputation within was crucial.
Bang!
The door opened, and Ma Xiaowei barged in, panting heavily, looking around.
Behind him was a flustered Tom following closely.
"Hao, this guy just barged in without any regard. We really couldn't stop him!"
Tom said, his face full of panic. Not just unable to stop him, they dared not even try.
