C1102 025 Combat

Lan Qingtian smiled with a profound look on his face. "When you reach the level of approval from me, I will tell you."

These words made Ye Han frown again. Accept? What was going on?

Lan Qingtian quickly retreated and flew into the sky. At the same time, an icy-blue scepter appeared in Lan Qingtian's hand.

"Master, be careful. What Lan Qingtian is holding is the Ice God's Scepter