Zhou Fight looked from afar and had a faint illusion that this person was clearly in front of "Him", but "He" could not sense "His" existence.
"Third Brother."
The Spring Autumn Dharma Lord did not turn around or speak, but Zhou Fight heard the other party's voice.
"Third Brother, don't blame me. I've been waiting here for more than twelve thousand years to catch this fish."
"I can sense that "He" is going to take the bait in the near future."
"This is a critical moment. That's why I didn't welcome you personally."
What's the big deal?
"Second Brother, don't worry."
Zhou Fight also knew that even though the Supreme Lord Reserve Army were competitors, "They" were also competitors who appreciated each other. "He" usually called them brothers, so "He" directly called "Them" Second Brother.
"He" asked curiously, "Second Brother, what fish are you fishing for?"
"High-Level Supreme Taiqing Silkfish."
The Spring Autumn Dharma Lord said without turning around.
