Zhang Han pondered for a while, but still shook his head: "It's not suitable. I wanted them to fight alone. Once I play, the rules of the game are gone, and when I play, they all have the idea of ​​​​winning."

"Then... Huh? It seems to be here." Yue Wuwei paused.

Zhang Han froze for a moment, his spiritual consciousness covered the entire Crescent Mountain, and he couldn't laugh or cry.