"Mister Zhao Han!"
Looking at the person in the crimson robe walk out from the scarlet spaceship, the dozen experts that were waiting on the island bowed politely, except for one.
The cold-looking young man in the crimson robe overlooked everyone on the island. Then, he shook and suddenly appeared before the Peak Universe God in the Third Heaven that never bowed.
"Pang Bo, long time no see. You're here too?" The young man, Zhao Han, said with a smile.
The person who was called Pang Bo was a brawny, middle-aged man who was more than two meters tall. The brawny, middle-aged man carried a green saber on his back and his figure looked bold and strong, with a tinge of imposing manner. Hearing what Zhao Han said, Pang Bo replied coldly, "There's some trouble. Otherwise, there would be no need for you to be here."
