152 Martial Monarch Linglong (2)

Ye Qiu only smiled faintly at his good intentions. He watched Wanfeng enter the barrier and said, "There's no need. I know what to do…"

Seeing this, Ming Yue and Qi Wuhui were also stunned. Ye Qiu must have a trump card since he was so confident.

They couldn't help but be curious. They naturally knew very well that this junior brother never fought a battle he was not confident in. Usually, if he said it was stable, it was definitely stable.

Qi Wuhui was instantly amused. It seemed like he could brag again.

"Ahem ahem…" Qi Wuhui coughed lightly and walked to the front of their group. He looked at Wanfeng's departing back and said, "Tsk tsk, so he's Old Senior Gu's disciple. He must have some tricks up your sleeve, right?"