Xing Zhou's docking area, Xu Fan waved at the already departing Snake Spirit Number.
"Farewell, brother~" Xu Fan didn't expect his joyful divine ability would send his good brother away.
Two railguns, ten Demon Suppression Stars, a thousand Sky-based Weapon Satellites, ten thousand God Transformation Stage Puppets, and twenty Nascent Soul Stage Puppets.
These were the things Xu Fan let his good brother take with him.
"With these things, you probably don't have to be afraid of ordinary Mahayana Esteemed Ones anymore." Xu Fan looked at the sky and murmured.
In his eyes, the safety of his good brother was more important than Mount Tai. He could get into trouble, but his good brother must not.
"Master, why do I feel my dad has been acting strange lately?" Wang Xiangchi said to Xu Fan.
"There's nothing strange. Your dad has just realized the meaning of life and is looking for the happiness he wants." Xu Fan patted Wang Xiangchi on the shoulder and said.
