"Just wait for two more days," Qu Jianlei shook his head. He was really helpless about his physical condition and didn't want to involve irrelevant people anymore.

"If they insist on not coming, you can spread the word and I will give them a deadline."

He didn't want to take the initiative, but he couldn't bear it if the other party pretended to be stupid and pretended that the matter didn't exist.

If the mountain doesn't come, it's me, then if I go, it's the mountain. How can we pretend that things that have already happened don't exist?

If he follows along and muddles along, he is likely to be looked down upon by the other party.

However, in the evening of the next day, people from the Iron Blood Brotherhood really came to the door.

There were two A-levels and two B-levels, all male.

They didn't knock on the door directly, but honked the horn outside the courtyard gate, pressing it and not letting go.

Immediately afterwards, Shitou's portrait appeared on the screen at the courtyard gate, and he asked impatiently, "What are you doing?"

A B-class soldier spoke up, "Iron Brotherhood, Willits, open the door!"

Shitou was stunned for a moment, then spoke out, "If this is the attitude, I suggest you not come in, as you may not be able to leave."

The B-level soldier was furious when he heard this, "What do you mean by that?"

"That's what it means literally," Shitou replied expressionlessly.

He was quite afraid of Qu Jianlei, but that was not because he was timid, but because he understood very well how huge the difference between the two was.

Against ordinary B-levels or even A-levels, he is still invincible.
Chapter completed!