"Alright." A moment later, Su Chen fell silent and nodded his head.
He agreed.
He really agreed.
Even Song Yunyan herself felt like she was dreaming, she was merely grasping at straws, deep down, reason told her the possibility was virtually zero.
But what is happening right now? Su Chen agreed? Truly agreed.
Moreover, it seems that Su Chen is very confident, with an air of having everything under control.
In the distance, Chen Lu, Zhao Minglin, and Zhu Yao, who were kneeling on the ground, first froze, then burst into fierce and mocking laughter:
"Crazy! They're all fucking crazy!"
"A trash in the Third Level of the Ancestral King Realm wants to be a Savior?"
"A trash from the Third Level of the Ancestral King Realm playing the hero to save the beauty, haha..."
...
The three of them knew their own fate; if nothing unexpected happens, it would be death!
Zheng Xue would not let them go.
Even though they kneeled and begged.
