C338 Master Monkey

In the Martial Soul Hall's dungeon!

The flickering flames!

The deep dungeon was filled with a damp and moldy smell!

An old man holding a crutch slowly walked out from the entrance of the dungeon. There was a silver snake ring on his right index finger.

"You are?"

Yu Tianlang slowly raised his head. His expression suddenly sank. "Master Monkey!"

The old man smiled. "Your condition is not bad