For things like tradition, let’s forget it. Living is not easy, so you can’t cherish it? Qin Yu was about to refuse, but suddenly he frowned and nodded, “Yes.”

"good!"

Jinwu laughed loudly, his voice as sharp and uglier as a drum, "It's not open enough here, so I'll go there. Although I can't buy wine, it's good to smell the fragrance of the wine."

Qin Yu glanced at him, got up, "Let's go."

Take a step forward.

Jinwu looked at his back, and a trace of surprise flashed through his eyes.

For some reason, the glance just now made his heart tremble.

Several figures surrounded Chow Tai Fook, showing anxiety and fear, "Sir, what should I do?"

The Jinwu tribe is powerful, and its tribal warriors are born to master the true fire of the sun, which is very difficult to deal with.

What's more, there is also the cruel Jinwu person present. If he really wins and loses the face of the Jinwu tribe, who can guarantee that he will not turn against him on the spot?

Taking a deep breath, Chow Tai Fook gritted his teeth, "Take the old rules!"

Previously, Chow Tai Fook had told Qin Yu about the challenge of the barbarians.
Chapter completed!