C362 Martial spirit couldn't stay there any longer

Zhu Wen patted the dust off his clothes, turned and glanced at Fu Long, and said: Master, how do we deal with this brat?

No matter what, Yi Zhou was already a piece of fish on the chopping board, no matter how he was dealt with, Yi Zhou would not feel good about it anymore, so Zhu Wen did not care if he personally made a move or not.

Looking sinisterly at Yi Zhou