The birth of the mysterious monster led to a bloody hunt in the Pacific ocean. However, the humans on earth did not realize that at all, and Luo Feng was still continuing his '81 spirits forging' in his emperor level auto jet.
Time flowed, January 1st, 2059.
Ming-Yue sector, Luo Feng's home.
"Sorry, Mr. Wang, my brother isn't home" Luo Hua smiled in the living room as he spoke to an elegant middle-aged man with glasses.
"Today is new years and representative Luo isn't home?" this elegant middle-aged man was a bit shocked.
"Yes. Very sorry" Luo Hua nodded, "My family still has things to do, so we won't be keeping Mr. Wang. Next time..... I will personally welcome Mr. Wang"
"Okay, then I will be leaving now"
Mr. Wang politely left.
