"So, we might as well strike first and catch them off guard when they think you are worried," Lu Xingzhi said, concerned.
Lu Xingzhi's expression was solemn when he spoke. His facial features were cold and hard, and when he wore a serious expression, it gave off a kind of pressure. Brother Ding felt that Gu Changshu was right; it was an extremely urgent matter.
Brother Ding immediately began to think about Gu Changshu's words.
Lu Xingzhi knew when to speak and when not to talk too much, so he stood at the side and quietly watched Brother Ding, who was thinking about something.
It just so happened that there was such a coincidence in that world. Brother Ding was still thinking about the feasibility of Gu Changshu's words when Sister Wen called him.