C546 Holy Land of the Spirit Race

Yun Yan looked at Zhi Hua with eyes filled with fear.

Zhi Hua glanced coldly at Yun Yan and chuckled softly.

"What do you think I can do, what can I do?"

Hearing this, Yun Yan rolled his throat and finally clenched his hands tightly.

"We will do as you say. If you don't let us interfere with the matters of this continent, we will do as you say