What?
Ye Wudao was stunned, this sentence had been said by more than one person!
Could it be that he really had some fate with the Northern Palace King or the Northern King himself?
"Right, Qian Lei, how did you little guy end up in Jiang Hai?" Xiong Fei asked curiously.
"It's all because of this damn thing!" Qian Lei pulled out a chunk of iron from his bosom.
"Just a piece of scrap iron!" Xiong Fei said disdainfully.
"Damn it, don't bring it up!"
Qian Lei looked depressed, "Originally, Lord Dark Dragon handed this chunk of iron over to me to keep. He said whoever could open this iron chunk would be our new young master of the Northern Palace, and our Northern Palace could rise again! I searched the world for someone who could open this piece of iron, for three whole years, asking everyone like a madman, yet I ended up with nothing!"
