"Martial Emperor," Sheridan Jansky said with a bitter smile, "the bronze throne is a secret that the Lenver lineage has guarded for thousands of years. It is also a treasure left behind by our ancestors. They left behind an ancestral rule that the bronze throne cannot leave the Jansky family."
"I'll borrow it for a while. When Braydon reaches the supreme pinnacle realm, I'll get someone to send the bronze throne back."
Martial Emperor Yanagi probably did not believe what he himself said.
How could a supreme treasure like the bronze throne be casually borrowed?
Once he borrowed it, he would never return it!
The bronze throne was like the ancestral tablet of the Jansky family in Lenver. How could it be lent out?
Luke Yates placed his hands on his hips and said righteously, "Who said that the big chair is yours? Call it and see if it agrees!"
Sheridan's face darkened the moment the little fool opened his mouth.
