C812 Training Ground

"Come here first!" Xia Houzhen looked coldly at those people and walked to the end of the east corridor.

Soon, the two passed an open door. Chen Yu looked inside and saw that it was empty, with nothing inside.

A warrior walked towards them. He was about forty years old and tall. He wore a robe with nine mountains painted on it, and his face was cold and proud.

When he saw Chen Yu and Chen Yu