C702 A Meeting of Second-rate Powers!
"Hmm?"
The young man's brows twitched, and then his cold voice rang out.
"Come in!"
… ….
At this moment, a slender youth slowly opened the door and entered.
It was a black clothed martial artist. He could feel that this room was filled with a boundless pressure.
Enduring the pressure, the young man slowly spoke.
"Reporting to Young Lord