Chu Yi is always like this.
As long as there's a one percent chance, he will use ninety-nine percent of his effort to try and get the job done well.
Little Fatty also felt that they should give it a try.
"What should we do?"
Now that they had an idea, the next step was how to implement it.
"We should split up into three groups..."
Chu Yi outlined his thoughts, and Little Fatty and Xie Yun, drawing from their experience, added quite a few of their own ideas.
After everything was planned out, Xie Yun took out a total of eight Heavenly Spirit Spells.
"These are all I have on hand, we definitely can't use them all up. After all, we don't know what might happen later."
"So, we can only give Chu Yi two of them, and let him try to get close to Yang Bin. What do you all think?"
"Just give them, stop being so stingy with these eight Heavenly Spirit Spells."
Little Fatty snatched two of the spells, rolling his eyes at Xie Yun before pocketing them in his trousers.
