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