Late at night.
Fang Ping and Old Man Li had finally returned to MCMAU.
Fang Ping would not go to Nanjiang anymore. Otherwise, if Zhang Dingnan made a request, he would find it difficult to refuse.
It was the perfect timing, for things had ended here. Zhang Dingnan might not embarrass himself as to mention anything about doing anything for his homeland and whatnot anymore.
"It's not so bad. I've killed a Rank-8 golden body and two Rank-7s during this trip this time. This is not something a typical person can do."
Old Man Li turned a deaf ear. He had gotten used to it.
Motherf*cker. How shameless could you be for claiming that you were the one who killed them?
"I killed the Rank-8," Old Man Li thought impulsively and still said it anyway.
Fang Ping understood. "I understand. You killed a Rank-8, I killed two Rank-7s."
Both of them entertained themselves with those thoughts as if there was no one else around.