C665 Contribution

"Master Lü, then my father, he..." Yu Xueyan, who was on the side, asked fearfully. Right now, he was completely suppressed by the Daoist Priest's aura, and his godly methods made him suspect that he was dreaming — of course, even if he was dreaming, it would be a nightmare.

"Meeting again is fate. Since the opportunity has come, there is nothing to say." Well, you might as well help your father