Sitting in the carriage opposite him was Zhu Lin, who had fought Beiting Huang twice and had not gained the upper hand twice. Like Beiting Huang, he did not know the leaders of these large factions on this continent. At this moment, an alchemist from the Valley of Pills was sitting beside him, introducing him to these people who had stood up for Beiting Huang.
When Zhu Lin heard this, he did not speak for a long time. After a long silence, he tapped the table with his finger and said, "In other words, are these people all the rulers of this continent? Did all of them come here personally to help a young person who has just established his power and is only 15 years old? Are they beating the drum to support him?"
