C2062 Personal affection

"You mean I can't win? If I do not win, then I will take my people and leave. " Mo Qingyan said, her tone carrying a disdainful smile.

Nan Feng shook his head, "You treat me as a three year old child, if you win, then you have to hand over the two cities to our Hundred Tribes Alliance, and if not, you want to retreat? And then come back as soon as you want? "

Hearing Nan Feng's words