C902 Memory Fragment
"Master, the Flood Dragon Clan doesn't dare to offend us, the human race!"
A crisp voice came from behind him. Xu Haotian turned his head around and looked.
He saw a twenty-seven or twenty-eight year old youth standing there respectfully. Behind them were eight burly men.
"Master?"
Xu Haotian was confused, he subconsciously looked to the side. Wearing heavy armor