“Marquis?”
“Father?”
At this moment, the white-haired old man and Marquis Ding Jun’s daughter were both puzzled. What was going on?
Marquis Ding Jun didn’t speak, but he quickly stood up with a solemn expression in his eyes.
Countless life-and-death crises made him feel that something might have happened.
Don’t underestimate any crisis warning!
The human race was different from the ten thousand races in the upper realm. The ten thousand races could be careless, but the human race couldn’t.
A single carelessness would result in death!
“Be on guard!”
Marquis Ding Jun shouted softly, his voice reverberating through the flower plate. In an instant, those who had just been meditating, chatting, sleeping, and eating were all alarmed.
Over a thousand people quickly formed a team.
According to their usual formation, the old man was outside, the young and strong were in the middle, and some of the weaker children were kept in the weapon space.
