Looking at Ai Hui’s friendly face, Li Hai displayed his unabashed contempt and scorn. “Haha! He is just a jellyfish! How can such a guy lead us?”
Then, when he saw Fatty, who was gazing at him with eyes full of admiration, he couldn’t help but sneer. “Poor wretch! Never seen this before, huh? Come on; I’ll let you touch it. I bet you have never seen such high-level equipment in your whole damn life. Hahaha!”
Seeing the veneration in Fatty’s eyes, Li Hai laughed out even more wantonly.
He Qiuming was more or less relieved. He was worried that if Ai Hui had also insisted, Shi Xueman would be unable to solve this embarrassing problem. If they were on opposing sides, it would be tough for them to fight against Shi Xueman and Sang Zhijun, too. Moreover, even if they really did not need to fight, if Shi Xueman and Sang Zhijun were willing to follow that guy, there was nothing they could do.
Now, it seemed that it was not yet the worst situation.