The setting sun was like blood, falling on the entire earth.

Time flows quietly, and I can hear the breeze and the rustling of leaves.

After a while, Jiang Yanshu suddenly spoke and asked:

"Any wine?"

"Yes." Lin Che glanced at Jiang Yanshu and didn't ask any more questions. He simply took out a bottle of wine from his Cangtian bag.

Jiang Yanshu took it, opened the bottle cap, and said in a deep voice:

“Lin Che, it would be better if you hadn’t gone back to do the big work.”

After saying that, he tilted his head back and took a big gulp.

Then he handed the wine back to Lin Che.

"By the way, I remember when you returned to Dagan, you didn't know any martial arts at all. It's only been a year, and you've reached the eighth rank. How did you cultivate?"

Lin Che took the bottle and felt that the entire bottle was warm. He took a sip without hesitation.

“Maybe this is a natural talent!”

"It's okay. Everyone has their secrets—"

Jiang Yanshu turned around and walked away. After taking two steps, he continued:

"Ten days. We'll meet here again in ten days!"

Jiang Yanshu took a few steps forward and his figure disappeared in a flash.

Lin Che walked back slowly. When he returned, he found that Jiang Yanshu had already left with 5,000 warriors, and only 5,000 Shenji Camp were left.

Lin Che jumped onto the Wind, Fire and Thunder Lion and waved his hand. The five thousand soldiers of the Divine Machine Camp also began to slowly return to the camp.

From the outside, Lin Che looked calm and composed at this moment.

But his heart was already in turmoil, like a raging storm.

This is where the talks broke down.

Saying that he was passing on a message to Jiang Li was just an excuse. Now Jiang Li could neither convince Jiang Yanshu nor influence Lin Che.

There will be a battle in ten days!