There were at least a thousand people from the Golden Dragon family standing respectfully around Lu Ming.
"Sir, we are from the Golden Dragon family!"
"Thank you for your help this time, Sir. Otherwise, we wouldn't know how long we would have been enslaved by the outsiders!"
"Thank you for saving me, my Lord!"
The Golden Dragon family's people respectfully bowed and thanked him.
"It's nothing. There's no need to be so polite. I heard that your Golden Dragon family has a historical site called the Golden Dragon Ridge. Can you take me there?"
Lu Ming went straight to the point and stated his intention.
"Of course you can!"
An old man from the Golden Dragon family walked out and agreed without hesitation.
Although the Golden Dragon Ridge was a relic left behind by the patriarch of the Golden Dragon family, it contained great opportunities and many divine herbs. However, it had been occupied by the fiery Zhao race and they had obtained many divine herbs.
