For a moment, the familiar smell returned to his chest pocket, and he smiled quietly.
"It seems that the North Emperor doesn't know what's good for him. Don't you think you shouldn't avoid him in such an occasion?" Ming Rufan looked at him jokingly.
"Is that so? I think you're the one who made the wrong decision?" Bei Ri Zheng coldly looked at the two figures who were hugging each other. Unwilling to give in, he returned the greeting and gave the black clothed man a hint, indicating for them to step forward.
However, he was surprised to see that the men in black were motionless. His heart sank and he knew that things were not going well.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot to tell you that I've already changed your men." He smiled insincerely, as if he wanted to see him make a fool of himself.
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