"What?" The martial artist stared at the house slave, his eyeballs nearly falling out, "Xie, Xie Tian?"
The house slave was a soldier of the Camp A, but this revered status didn't affect the superiority he felt after becoming the martial artist's house slave. Upon hearing the question, he nodded his head repeatedly, "Yes, not only is this kid alive, but he has also come to Camp A!"
"Let's go!"
At the same time, a woman in red covered her mouth and ran out of the barracks, turned into a specter, and under her subordinates' lead, sneaked towards where Xie Tian was.
Du Long closed his eyes and cultivated.
Despite his closed eyes for cultivation, the mere movements of the martial artist and the woman in red were enough to cause a stir in Camp A.
Because these three had just joined Camp A, they immediately took the title of the top three combat powers in the camp.
"Xie Tian?"
"Is that the shameless thief who forced the martial artist to change his tone?"
