C1145 A Storm Breeds Eight Hundred and Fifty-eight

"Xiao Yao, I think that this old man isn't here to be our lackey, but to let us help him get rid of all the troubles in front of him!" Gao Zijun looked at Duan Xiaoyao as he spoke. This old fellow probably knew that his future was filled with danger after passing through that strange forest! " Since our destinations are the same, then why would it be bad for us to travel together? Furthermore