"First, deal with the cliff."
Yuan Zhenjiang's face was as cold as ice.
He then walked up to Fang Che, praised, "Steward Fang, very impressive."
In the recent attack, Fang Che's reaction was even quicker than his own as the War Hall Master, which greatly surprised Yuan Zhenjiang.
Fang Che rushed forward the moment the cliff collapsed, seemingly anticipating an attack.
Yuan Zhenjiang only reacted after seeing the cold glint.
That was the essential difference.
"It's nothing," Fang Che said indifferently. "I just felt it was strange for the cliff to remain intact after cracking like that, yet collapse immediately after Master Yuan issued a command. It seemed unreasonable. Someone must have manipulated it to create chaos, intending to attack in the upheaval. So I acted a step ahead."
His voice was loud enough for everyone to hear, and they all nodded silently, their expressions suddenly alert.
Yuan Zhenjiang appreciated him even more.
