When Zhao Xiaodao came to his senses, he realized the other party might not dare to do anything to him.
But who knows if this is all part of their plan?
Zhao Xiaodao's eyes flickered as he began furiously hypothesizing, guessing the other party's true intentions.
However, after going in circles, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.
What am I worried about?
Seriously, Lu Zheng is an Immortal, alright? Even a reserve Immortal is still an Immortal. If they're using the tactics meant for dealing with a top hypnotist to handle a reserve Immortal, how is that any different from seeking death?
What nonsense am I imagining?
Just tell Lu Zheng about this; if he's too lazy to see them, I'll send them away. If he wants to meet them, I can grab a small stool and prepare some peanuts, seeds, and soda, then sit back and enjoy the show.
"You guys wait."
Zhao Xiaodao said calmly, then walked a few steps away, pulled out his phone, and dialed Lu Zheng's number.
