"In a moment, you gather a team of pioneers again, rearrange the offerings, and tomorrow I will join them for the test, and by the way, teach them some combat techniques."
"The cook is really considerate," Li Banfeng repeatedly thanked him and quickly summoned the pioneers.
In the area of three miles, Li Banfeng gathered a hundred three-headed people, and the cook shook his head: "Seventh Master, this is not a case where the more people the better. If one of them chickens out and crosses the boundary, all our previous efforts go to waste.
I will select thirty from these hundred people, that will be enough."
The cook picked out the people, wrote the contract, and arranged the offerings. Just as He Yuxiu was about to respond, a man suddenly approached to talk.
"Miss He, hold on, I have something to discuss with you."
He Yuxiu stared at the man for a moment, then asked, "Are you Feng Chongli?"
Upon hearing the name, Li Banfeng also looked over.
Why is Feng Chongli here?
