"President of Skywake, Zhou Ziqiang?"
Chen Yi's eyebrows furrowed slightly but he did not speak. Jiaye could be considered a friend he acknowledged; not to mention, under the rules of June, three meals a day were delivered on time.
With Jiaye in trouble right now, he couldn't just sit by and do nothing.
But handling this prop in the hands of the President of Skywake was indeed tricky.
Not to mention, they had just inadvertently slapped Skywake in the face. Skywake was probably thinking at this time not only about how to deal with them but also about how to regain face. Approaching them for help at this point was basically out of the question.
"We should be able to beat them, right?"
Sitting on the edge of the sled, Tuberculosis Rabbit propped his chin with one hand and pondered before speaking, "With our strength, we should have some deeper calculations against Skywake too, right?"
"It depends on the situation."