Her pink lips slightly parted, and she rolled her eyes silently, then mumbled in a low voice with a hint of disdain:
"You've already decided, so why are you asking me?"
Fang Qingyu was slightly stunned, then couldn't help but let a very faint smile curve his lips upward.
This little girl sees right through him.
When faced with such a situation, there was no reason for him not to go.
Without saying another word, he quickly took out his tactical tablet and typed swiftly into the Third Squad's internal communication group:
Fang Qingyu: @Qin Hui @Old Qiao @Qi Hao @Lv Chen, Songdu, are you going or not?
Less than three seconds.
Bzz bzz bzz bzz!
Four replies almost popped up simultaneously!
Qin Hui: Yes! Let's get them!
Qi Hao: Count me in! Didn't get enough of killing Qingjian's bugs!
Old Qiao: +1, it's my turn to break through as a martial artist this time.
Lv Chen: I'm in.
Seeing the screen fill up instantly with the word "go," Fang Qingyu felt assured.
