C443 "How are we going to allocate the people who are the most important?"

"Qing Jiuli! What do you want? " Zan Ba's eyes released a light aura, his entire being was releasing a cold aura, as he shouted out angrily.

Qing Jiuli's expression did not change as he lightly stepped forward.

A weak white silver light circulated in his hand, gradually condensing into a long 'time sword'.

On top of the Time Sword