Hearing Fatty's anxious words, Li Tian's two restless little hands rubbed back and forth. Li Tian could roughly guess Fatty's plan, and the corners of his mouth curved into a devilish smile, which stunned Feng Xia.
"Fatty, there's no hurry. We ..."
Before Li Tian could finish his sentence, he saw an inexplicable expression on Feng Yi's face, as if he had encountered some problem.
Feng Yi must have noticed that Li Tian was looking at him, so he told him before Li Tian could ask.
"There's news from the Imperial Dragon mercenary group.“
The Imperial Dragon mercenary group! It had been a long time since they had heard this form of address, and the group couldn't help but feel nervous.
"Everyone, there's no need to panic. It's nothing urgent, just an urgent order. The progress of the mission is extremely slow, and the higher-ups are not too satisfied. "Feng Yi gave the order he sensed, but his brows were tightly knitted.