The remains of Yushan Town.
As director Zhao and the others entered, the glory of the earth appeared again. It was extremely gentle and looked harmless.
The first time one came into contact with it, one could already feel that it was very friendly.
"Junior Yuan Shuo!"
"Junior Qian Wuliang!"
"Greetings, senior!"
The few of them were extremely polite.
Diyao, on the other hand, did not look old. Instead, he looked very young. He had a gentle smile on his face. He looked at the few of them and nodded slightly."Not bad, not bad. To have such strength at such a young age is extraordinary. No matter what era it is, he would be a proud Son of Heaven."
