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"Strategist, are we heading to Dragon City now?"
Chen Qing asked warmly. Communicating with Hu Yao's subordinates couldn't be as casual as speaking with his own.
The Monkey finally felt a long-lost sense of respect. Hu Yao was always straightforward, giving commands left and right.
The Monkey didn't get angry; he knew that this was simply Hu Yao's nature,
a matter of instinct.
But now, he truly felt Chen Qing's respect.
Chen Qing seemed to understand that he was the true brain behind this Demon Clan army.
Moreover, the moment he spoke, Chen Qing immediately revealed his future intentions, a true sign of intelligence.
To be valued by an intelligent person made him giddy with joy.
The Monkey immediately cupped his hands, performing a bow with royal courtesy, "Prince Wen, we are on our way to the North, but not to Dragon City, instead to Wangbei City."
