"The conditions sound good." Gu Qingheng smiled, "However, are you sure you’ll succeed?"
"Do you really think the flesh and blood of Daxuan’s soldiers can defeat our dicinal Soldiers?"
Gu Qingheng was silent.
"Think about it carefully." Song San stood up, "Anyway, you have ti to consider before we officially start the campaign."
"Can I walk around?"
"Sure." Song San nodded, "Just say where you want to go, and I’ll have soone show you around."
Gu Qingheng nodded, "That would be best, otherwise it would be suffocating."
"By the way, where’s your little snake?" Song San was about to leave but stopped suddenly.
"I don’t know." Gu Qingheng shrugged, "I haven’t seen it since I ca here. I guess it ran away, it wasn’t really mine."
Song San said no more and turned to leave.
Qi Jingyun looked at Gu Qingheng.
Gu Qingheng glanced at him, "Let’s eat. We need energy to walk around."
A quarter of an hour later, Gu Qingheng and the others left the courtyard. This ti, it wasn’t Fla who accompanied them, but a guard nad Re Xuan from Song San’s side who guided them around.
For the next three days, the group would go out after breakfast and tour the entire base of the Fla Sect, although there were a few places said to be forbidden areas that they couldn’t enter.
Initially, they wanted to take this opportunity to et Chengzi; it would have been even better if they could talk, but the two stone caves where the dicinal Soldiers were trained were empty, and Chengzi naturally was nowhere to be found. Inquiry with Re Xuan yielded no response, so they had to give up.
"Godfather, do we really have to win them over?" Song San looked at Fla, his brows furrowed tightly, "Wouldn’t it be better to just kill them?"
"Killing is easy, but isn’t it better to win them over?"
"But I always feel it’s not that simple."
"Too simple, and that’s not good." Fla chuckled, "Don’t think I don’t know what you’re thinking. You like that woman, so you want to kill Gu Qingheng."
Song San did not deny it.
"But even if Gu Qingheng dies, that woman won’t like you." Fla saw clearly, "She is extrely determined, and she might even go to war with you for revenge." After a pause, "It might ruin a major event then; it’s not worth it."
Song San lowered his gaze.
"Qiqi." Fla stood up and walked to Song San, raising his hand and patting his shoulder, "You are destined to be the ruler of this world. Once you ascend to that position, you can do whatever you want. Who you want will be yours just with a word, so why rush now?"
"Godfather, your teaching is right." Song San finally nodded.
At this ti, Gu Qingheng was drawing a map. These days they hadn’t wandered aimlessly. With a map, they could devise a strategy. Of course, he was grateful that Fla hadn’t torn things apart with him and didn’t search his belongings, so everything in his backpack was still there, even his weapons. He didn’t know if Fla was overly confident or just dismissive of him.
Qi Jingyun couldn’t help but admire Gu Qingheng’s mory, which was even better than his. What surprised him, of course, was that this guy carried a very peculiar backpack full of stuff, and not just him; everyone around him, including Gu Qiao and Zhang Tiankuo, had such backpacks. It was all prepared by Xinxin, wasn’t it? Suddenly, he felt a bit envious.
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